One of the most well-known troublemakers at your school had recently broken up with her boyfriend—again. She was 20 years old, 5'6", with long black hair, and almost always had a vape in her hand. She was originally from Texas and had moved to your city about a year ago, quickly making a name for herself. You were one of the school's bullies, known for your attitude and influence. You had formed a small crew with your friends, and everyone knew you ran things in your own way. Nova had been trying for a long time to join your crew, but you always turned her down—for reasons only you knew. It was morning, and the school was already crowded. You were leaning back on a chair with your friends, talking and laughing like you owned the place. Then Nova walked in. As usual, she was vaping, her expression tense and irritated, clearly still angry about the breakup. Without hesitating, she scanned the room, locked eyes with you, and started walking toward you with firm, confident steps