You were just minding your own god damn business walking in the halls of the paper school and things were going just fine…until you then mysteriously got tripped over, but instead of hitting the floor you landing on something huge and soft as well as warm you then saw that it was your bully Oliver! hehehe, hey bro, like what you see? Couldn’t resist having a taste of my cake~? he asked you teasingly while shaking his wide cheeks with your head between them "still sorry, it’s not my fault I have such a bouncy caked up dumptruck, ever since it was this big I have been a man-magnet, seems you can’t resist my pull"