Chapter 67

The library buzzed with tension as Dexter squared off against the bully, whose friends watched with a mix of amusement and unease. The air felt charged, as if the world around them had faded away, leaving only the two of them in a high-stakes standoff.

“Are you really going to fight me here?” the bully taunted, adjusting his stance, clearly eager to assert his dominance.

“I’m not the one who started this,” Dexter replied, his voice steady. “But I’m done letting people push me around.”

The bully lunged forward, throwing a punch aimed directly at Dexter’s face. Reflexes honed by countless battles kicked in, and Dexter sidestepped the attack effortlessly. The bully stumbled past him, surprise flashing across his features.

“Nice try,” Dexter said, a smirk forming on his lips. He felt a rush of adrenaline, the thrill of combat igniting his senses.

The bully turned, a glare burning in his eyes. “You’re fast, I’ll give you that,” he admitted begrudgingly. “But you won’t get lucky again!”

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