KATY’S POV
My screams echo across the hall, cutting through the chaos of fists and shouts. Heads turn and within seconds, a small crowd gathers with their phones already out. No one steps in to help. They just watch, whispering and recording, hungry for drama.
“Justin! Stop!” I cry, trying to push through, but he shoves me back so hard I stumble. My knees scrape the pavement, and my breath catches. Bryan’s still on the ground, his face a mess of blood and dirt, groaning as Justin’s fist connects again.
“Justin, please!” I yell, my voice breaking. “You’re going to…”
“Back away!”
The command cuts through the noise. Two campus security officers rush in, forcing their way through the crowd. They grab Justin by both arms, dragging him off Bryan but he resists, still trying to swing, and st
