Merli
@marey
Jason's heart pounded in his chest like a war drum, his fists clenched at his sides as he faced his bully. The insults hurled at him cut deep, reopening wounds that had never fully healed. With a primal roar, Jason launched himself at his tormentor, his blows fueled by years of pain and humiliation.
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