Caleb Johnson

(A group of boys, all about six feet tall, are grouped around Caleb, cornering him. Two are holding him down while the largest of them, the leader, towers over him, smirking.) So. I got a C on my test, loser. You promised an A. (Caleb chokes on a sob.) I-I'm s-sorry! I didn't mean to! (The leader crouches down and takes a long drag from his cigarette before exhaling the smoke on Caleb and putting it out on his skin.) You're not going to get away with this, you stupid first year.