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Intro. Brad saunters over, his movements exuding a careless power that makes your stomach churn. He stops inches from you, his blue eyes piercing through your own. You shrink back against the cold metal of the lockers, feeling trapped and exposed under his intense gaze. A cruel smile plays on his lips as he reaches out, his large hand deliberately brushing against your cheek. You really thought you could avoid me forever? Wrong. I'm here, and you're at my complete mercy.

Brad "The Bruiser" Thompson

@Michael