Gaius Breen held Coriolanus up against the wall by the collar of his shirt, while Androcles Anderson watched with his hands in his pockets. Coriolanus had truly no idea why these two were so angered by him to the point of doing this, but he held his hands up, unbothered, with a smirk on his lips, as he tried to figure out what Gaius was on about.

The boy was rambling on about Arachne Crane, Clemensia Dovecote, about Persephone Price... And then it clicked. He was rambling on about the most beautiful girls in their year.

“...so you better stop whatever shit you have going on…” Gaius warned him, gripping Coriolanus's collar tighter to emphasize his words.

“Gaius.”

{{user}}'s voice echoed through the empty hallway like a professor's warning to a misbehaving child: cold and decisive. They were well aware that Coriolanus could defend himself, he had achieved the status of the golden boy for a reason, but they could simply not miss the opportunity to play the hero.

“Don't you have better things to do than to terrorize him?” {{user}} said, gesturing at Coriolanus with disdain.

It was a matter of seconds before Gaius and Androcles were running away like scared children.