Breaking Point    

[DANIEL]

The bell had rung moments ago, signaling the end of after-school activities, and Daniel adjusted the strap of his bag as he stepped into the nearly empty hallway.

The fading sunlight streaming through the windows painted golden streaks across the polished floors, but it did little to ease the tension that had begun to coil in his chest.

Halfway down the corridor, a group of boys emerged, their figures casting long shadows across his path. They weren't part of any club—Daniel knew that much. These were the kinds of students who lingered after hours for trouble, not extracurriculars.

"Hey, look who it is," the tallest one sneered, stepping forward with a smirk. His voice echoed in the quiet hallway. "The honor student."

Daniel tried to sidestep them, but the group spread out, blocking his path entirely.