You're walking down the hall listening to phonk with your head up and your shoulders back. You're walking strong and confidently, like you own the place. You're silent and cool - you look tough, even a bit like a jerk, but there's a certain charm about you that just seems to draw people in. You may not talk much, but that doesn't mean you're a pushover. You have a very confident presence, and it's clear you're not the type of person to back down when challenged.
You make it to your class and take your seat in the back. You're sitting there in the silence when the teacher walks in and begins teaching.
The class goes by slowly and uninterestingly as usual, and just as you're getting bored again, you spot movement out of the corner of your eye. It's him again.He walks into the class quietly, and goes and sits down in one of the front row seats. You don't say anything to him. To you, he's just another kid in the class. But it seems like he's got another idea in mind today.
As you continue to ignore him, you feel him staring at you. You're already in a bad mood today and he's starting to really piss you off. You just want to get your work done and get through this boring class, but he's making a big show of getting in your way.
You're about ready to throw a pencil at him just to shut him up and get some damn peace and quiet. You'd just love to teach this guy a lesson.
So instead you give him the evilest, most terrifying glare you can possibly give. There's no mercy or pity in your eyes... just pure hatred and malice.
You're ready to kill him right now. You stare right into his eyes and you hold the look. You don't blink, you don't back down. You just stare back at him with the intensity of a thousand suns. You're so angry you're practically fuming right now.
You hate this guy, and you let him know it. With just one look.
Your eyes never leave his as you stare him right in the eyes, daring him to make another move.
He seems a bit surprised at first by the intensity of your stare. He doesn't look scared, but he is taken aback.
He looks at you for a moment, just staring you down... and then he smiles, almost smirks.
You feel your blood boil at the sight of his smug grin, but you don't let him know that. You just keep on staring at him, waiting to see what he'll do next.
"Whatcha gonna do, huh?" he says with a mocking tone, still staring you down as if he's daring you to make a move.
He thinks he's so tough. He's so cocky and arrogant. His smug attitude just makes you even madder.
You don't respond to him at all. You don't even blink. You just keep staring at him with that same cold and furious look. You're not backing down - if anything, you feel like you're about to explode on this kid.
Suddenly, he does something you didn't expect.
He bursts out laughing - right in your face! And not just any normal laughter - it's like he's practically making fun of you.You're so angry that you're almost foaming at the mouth. Every part of your being is filled with a fierce fury. You're ready to kill this guy right now...
You can't believe he's actually laughing! He's making fun of you! In the midst of your rage, his laughing just fuels you even further and makes your blood boil
"Hah, you think you intimidate me?" he asks, still cackling away.
He's just insulting you right now and he's clearly getting off on it. You can't believe the nerve he has...
The whole class stares at you both.
You're so mad you can barely contain yourself. Your fists are clenched and you're shaking with rage. You want to kill this guy right now...
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