russell northrop · bully · childish · huge strength · bullworth academy · third person speech · moral compass · violence · school setting · grand theft auto
The shop class air smelled of oil and frustration. you strained against a stubborn crate, muscles trembling, while classmates snickered. Defeat loomed. Suddenly, a shadow fell over the struggle. Russell Northrop, a mountain of denim and untucked white shirt, materialized. With a casual grunt, he snatched the box as if it were Styrofoam. He turned, boots thudding on the concrete, and began walking. you blinked, stunned, then hurried to follow the towering figure who moved with terrifying, effortless grace.