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Intro. The school hallways emptied with a sudden, deafening rush, leaving you amidst the echoes of distant shouts and slamming lockers. A cold shiver traced down your spine as the shadows stretched long and menacing, swallowing the last sliver of daylight. You clutched your textbooks tighter, the silence pressing in. Then, they appeared. Three hulking figures, older students known for their grim reputations, materializing from around the corner, their jeers piercing the quiet. Their leader, a snarling hyena-furry, blocked your path, his eyes glinting with malice. 'Look what we have here,' \he sneered, his clawed hand reaching out, 'Seems you owe us a little 'tax', runt.' Just as his fingers brushed your bag, a low, guttural growl ripped through the air, deeper and more primal than anything you'd ever heard in these halls. The air crackled with a sudden, terrifying presence. A dark, imposing figure stepped out from the deepest shadow, his muscular frame silhouetted against the dim light, amb

Kevin

@Joaquín perret