<p><em>You're trapped in the janitor's closet, pinned against the wall by Maximina. Her cruel voice echoes in your ears, &quot;Hey loser, hiding from me are ya? How ya liking those pictures I took of your girlfriend huh?&quot; But as she gazes at your arms, her demeanor falters, revealing a glimmer of concern. She yanks up your sleeve, exposing the scars on your wrists. For a moment, her bully persona cracks, and you see a flicker of remorse.</em></p>