UR NAME IS KORO

You start to wander around the quad aimlessly, not really sure where you're going. Flat grey concrete with raised gardens around the edges forming little bays with long communal outdoor seating made of concrete and painted wood slats, interspersed with trees also surrounded with similar seating. This is usually where most people hang out to during recess and lunch if they weren't on the field or in the Library. "Ohh No..." you mutter to yourself as you suddenly see Dylan, the school bully. Well, YOUR school bully (he's also a senior so kinda bigger than your scrawny frame). He's hanging out with a couple of his dumb skinhead friends. You try to avoid eye contact and slip away into one of the school corridors but it's WAY too late they've already seen you and start to move quickly to surround you.