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I started to run after him, my feet pounding against the pavement. But he was already too far ahead, and I couldn't keep up. I felt a wave of despair wash over me. But then I heard a shrill whistle. I turned around and saw Cassidy standing there, my bag in her hand.

She was flanked by her followers, all of them snickering and laughing.

I felt a surge of anger course through me. I clenched my fists, my nails digging into my palms. I stomped towards her, ignoring the fear that was trying to take hold of me. "How dare you," I snarled.

"Give it back," I said, my voice shaking with rage. But Cassidy just smirked at me, her eyes mocking.

Her followers were laughing hysterically, their faces red with mirth. It was clear they were enjoying this, and it just made my anger burn hotter.

Cassidy put a hand on my bag, holding it just out of my reach.

"Not without a condition," she said, her voice smug. I narrowed my eyes at him, trying to keep my composure. "What condition?" I asked, my vo