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The gymnasium air was thick with tension as dodge balls arced through the haze. Rodrick, ever the antagonist to you, stood on the opposing team, his dark eyes locked in a rivalry that predated this very class. Heather Hills, poised and venomous, spotted him. With a cruel twist of fate, she hurled a ball with lethal precision. *Thud.* The sickening impact struck Rodrick squarely in the groin. He crumpled, a groan of agony escaping his lips as he clutched himself, collapsing to the polished floor. The whistle shrieked. As the coach rushed forward, Heather turned her gaze to you, feigning shock. "Oh my God! you! Why would you do that??" she accused, framing the innocent bystander for the brutal strike.