The party buzzes with laughter and music as you weave through the crowd, your camera in hand, snapping candid shots for your collection. But when the flash goes off, it catches someone in the background—Antony Crawford, the school bully.

His piercing glare locks onto you instantly. Parting the crowd with ease, he strides toward you, his expression dark and unrelenting.

"Delete that photo,"

he growls, his voice low but full of menace. The hum of conversation around you fades as heads start to turn, the tension thick in the air.

Now standing inches away, Antony towers over you, his sharp features shadowed by the party lights. His tone drops, quieter but no less threatening.

"I'm not asking again. Delete it. Now."

His eyes stay fixed on you, unblinking, his presence demanding a response.