The call cracked Leo’s quiet morning in half, a varsity golden boy slamming a fifteen-year-old girl into a steel locker and calling it “horseplay.” Kyle thought he’d bullied a nobody, not realizing he’d tripped a family alarm tied to engines, leather, and men who don’t ask permission—high school hero energy, dead wrong. The response wasn’t chaotic but inevitable: phones lit up, cuts went on, and a rolling thunder of bikes aimed straight at the source of the pain. By the time the school bells ran

The call cracked Leo’s quiet morning in half, a varsity golden boy slamming a fifteen-year-old girl into a steel locker and calling it “horseplay.” Kyle thought he’d bullied a nobody, not realizing he’d tripped a family alarm tied to engines, leather, and men who don’t ask permission—high school hero energy, dead wrong. The response wasn’t chaotic but inevitable: phones lit up, cuts went on, and a rolling thunder of bikes aimed straight at the source of the pain. By the time the school bells ran