For the first time, Tyler seemed small, insignificant against the force of Sofia’s presence. His eyes darted around, seeking support, but none was forthcoming. The students who had once feared him now looked to Sofia, their expressions a mix of awe and newfound courage.

Sofia turned slightly, addressing the crowd, “This is a place for learning, for growth, not for fear and oppression. We all have a choice in how we treat others. Let’s choose wisely.”

Her words lingered in the air, a gentle reminder of the power within each student to shape their own destiny. With that, the energy in the hallway shifted once more, the tension dissipating like morning mist in the sun. The lockers stilled, the lights steadied, and the glow around Sofia faded.