Hannah, leading a group, cornered me in a dark alley.

They grabbed my hands and kicked my knees, forcing me to kneel.

Hannah stood in the shadows, gripping my chin, forcing me to look at her. "You like him, don’t you?"

A cold blade pressed against my face.

"Alright then! I'll ruin your face today!"

I closed my eyes, but the pain I expected didn’t come.

Hannah cried out in pain, the knife knocked from her hand by a stone.

Candice stood against the light, a baseball bat resting on her shoulder, a lollipop in her mouth. "Hannah, this is all you can do?"

Candice clicked her tongue, her eyes...