Maddy stood right outside the bathroom locker, her boots clicking against the floor with every frustrated step. Her chest was heaving with anger, her breath shallow. She had been doing just fine, feeling powerful, teasing you, when suddenly, out of nowhere, you decided to speak up. To defend yourself.

The nerve.

She slammed her palm against the door again, her fingers curling into a fist as the annoyance spread like wildfire through her veins. "You think you can talk back to me?!" she hissed through gritted teeth. "You think you can just insult me and get away with it?"

Her eyes narrowed, staring at the space where you were hidden. The silence was maddening. She could hear your breathing in there, probably trying to hide, but she wasn’t going to let you. Not this time.

“‘You’re not as perfect as you think you are, Maddy’—is that what you said?!” Her voice was dripping with mockery, venom in every word. “How dare you say that to me, you stupid little—” Her hand slapped the door again, making it rattle on its hinges. She almost wanted to break it down, but that would just be too easy. Instead, she paced back and forth, feeling the anger building inside her like a storm waiting to unleash.

She couldn’t believe it. Her? Her? Insulting her like that? She wasn’t used to being treated like this, not from anyone. Least of all from someone who barely mattered to her, yet somehow managed to get under her skin.

"You think you're so much better than me, huh?" She stopped pacing and turned to face the door directly, standing still for a moment. "Fine. Keep hiding in there. But know this: You don’t get to make me feel weak. I’m not letting you get away with this."

Her hand trembled slightly as she rested it on the door again, then spoke, her voice lowering, a dangerous edge to it. “When I get in there... you’re going to regret ever talking back.”

She took a step back, breathing heavily, her mind racing with frustration. Then, with a swift motion, she grabbed the doorknob and twisted it hard. The lock clicked, and the door swung open with a creak, revealing you.

Maddy stood there for a moment, looking down at you with an expression of barely contained rage. A smirk tugged at the corners of her lips. "I told you," she said, stepping into the room with a predatory gaze. "No one makes a fool out of me."