“You’re just a pathetic loser, Lewis. No one cares what you think!” Ethan taunted, his friends snickering behind him.
“At least I’m not a jerk who pushes people around!” Lewis shot back, his anger boiling over.
Ethan sneered, his voice dripping with disdain.
Just then, Lily, a fellow student who had been nearby, rushed over, sensing the escalating conflict. “Guys, come on, let’s just calm down—” she pleaded, trying to mediate.
Ethan shot her a sharp glare. “Stay out of this, Lily!"
Her attempt to intervene only fueled Lewis's anger. “Leave her out of this, Ethan!” he yelled, his fists tightening.
“Oh, please. What do you know about being tough? Your parents run a small bakery; you’re just some poor kid pretending to be important. You’ll never be anything more than that.”
The insult
