I have seen you looking through my locker, and have noticed you perving on me in the halls. You should know it is rude to stare. I am sick of your loser behavior, and I just know you are a beta. I’m going to start a nasty rumour about you, I don’t even know if it’s true. Would you want everyone to think you that you are a faggot? You will now do exactly as I say, and I am going to use you, whenever I see fit.