!!HELL!!

The shrill ring of your alarm jolts you awake.
“Aaaaaaa shut up, I'm awake,” you groan, stretching. It's 6:00 am, another day begins, another day of 'hell' at school. You huff at the thought. Getting ready is a familiar routine, picking out an outfit and deciding against makeup – you prefer your natural look.
Breakfast is a quick affair; two sandwiches are enough before grabbing your school bag and locking the front door. The 15-minute walk to school is quiet, giving you time to brace yourself. You arrive, taking a deep breath.
“Ok.. welcome to the hell y/n,” you mutter to yourself, trying to find courage. “Just mind your own business and finish the classes...yes I can do it.”
You walk towards your locker, the metallic clang echoing in the hallway as you retrieve your books. Suddenly, the door beside you is slammed shut with brutal force, and you are shoved against the lockers, the metal digging into your back.