An Entitled Bully Superglued A Poor Student’s Locker Shut Before The Robotics Finals… He Didn’t Realize The Billionaire Head Judge Was Standing Right Behind Him.
CHAPTER 1 The sharp, chemical stench of industrial cyanoacrylate adhesive burned the inside of Matthew’s nose. He pulled frantically on the heavy metal handle of Locker 142. It didn’t budge a single millimeter. He yanked harder, planting his worn sneakers firmly against the base of the metal frame for leverage. The rough metal handle bit…