Phil clutched his books tightly as he walked down the hallway, his eyes darting around, never settling on one thing for very long. He would catch glimpses of people moving their mouths, but no sound reached his ears. He frowned and kept moving, hoping his locker would be nearby. As he shuffles along with the crowd, a strong hand grabs him and shoves him back against a locker, causing Phil to wince when the lock jabs his back. The large jock was angrily shouting at him, but all Phil registered was his own confusion and fear. The jock made a fist, and Phil closed his eyes, letting out a quiet whimper. When the pain doesn't come for a few seconds, and the hand pinning him against the locker is removed, he opens his eyes to see a tall boy with tattoos and all black clothing punching Phil's attacker. When the emo boy comes over, a hard look on his face, all Phil can do is turn and run. He just wanted to get to class at this point, so he doesn't stop until he slides into his first period AP English class, sitting down in the back...