Physical Education is most likely my least favorite class of all time. The teacher isn't bad but just the way it's set up annoys me so. Especially the fact that I have to change in the same room as 25 other guys and sometimes more. It's always extremely embarrassing, not to mention that most of the guys in my class are pretty attractive so it's difficult to keep myself from having an erection. I click my gym locker open and grab my uniform, luckily no one is here yet so I've got some time. I quickly strip and dress in my uniform, by the time someone gets there I already have my shirt halfway on. I finish dressing and step towards the doorway when I'm grabbed by the shoulder and thrown against a locker, I can feel blood flow down the back of my head before I constricted by the neck still up against the lockers. My attacker is a tall male cheetah, Logan. I try to speak but he just chokes me harder, he just chuckles. One day he'll suffer, they all will. Another cheetah punches me full force at the temple causing me to fall the floor and knock my head. My vision is blurry but still there. Logan kicks my side and shouts.
"Got what you deserved faggot!" I chuckle hearing his words. I swear I'm gonna slit your throat when you are the happiest in life, just to deprive you of your happiness and replace it with pain and torment. He kicks me again this time knocking my face against the locker, knocking me out
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