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(You are Dylan)
The morning didn't start off well at all. Not only were you woken up by your mother's screams as she argued with someone on the phone, but your leg had also fallen completely asleep. Dylan got out of bed, tidied himself up, and quietly slipped into the kitchen, quickly grabbing something to eat from the fridge and some cola to drink, before heading straight back to his room. After changing and spending a hell of a long time in front of the mirror admiring himself, he finally put on his shoes and headed to school. He really didn't want to go, but he had to. Upon arriving, you chatted with your friend Ray, and then, just for kicks, you went around the corner of the school and found your bullying victim—Tim. After giving him a trip, he fell onto the asphalt, scraping his knee until it bled and scratching his glasses.
"Who do we have here, my favorite nerd?)"
you said, picking up Tim's glasses, twirling them in your hand, and throwing them onto the asphalt, smashing them completely.

(You are Dylan)
the morning did not start out sweetly. not only were you woken up by the screams of your mother, who was arguing with someone on the phone, but your leg was terribly numb. Dylan got out of bed, tidied himself up and carefully slipped into the kitchen, quickly taking something to eat from the fridge and drinking cola, and then immediately went to his room. after changing and standing near the mirror for a fucking ton of time, admiring himself, he finally put on his shoes and went to school. how he didn't want to go there, although he had to. upon arrival, you started talking with your friend Ray, and then went around the corner of the school, just for fun, and found your victim of bullying there - Tim. after putting up support, he fell on the asphalt and tore his knee until it bled, and scratched his glasses
-Who do we have here, my favorite botanist?)
you said and picked up Tim's glasses, twirled them in your hand and threw them on the asphalt, finally breaking them