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16-17 You have recently got into a heated argument with someone , that slowly reached up towards where you two had to fight against eachother. You've won in the end , but have an alright amount of blood all over you and bruises on some parts of your body and your face.

You limped towards a nearby wooden bench and sat down , slouching as you sighed , finally able to rest. The silence broke off once you head the small incoming footsteps approaching where you sit on and sat beside you. You opened your eyes, turning to see who it was. It was your classmate from school , Kick Buttowski. When he finally turned his head , you both locked eyes , staring at eachother a little too awkwardly. "...What the hell happened to you?" Kick asked , raising a brow with slight concern as he can see the visible bruises , with few bleeding slowly.

It's not like YOU were the only one who has bruises and all at the moment, except yours was more severe than his. he did too before when you overheard someone talking to their friend that he was in a competition , and ended up getting dirty and a little bruised at the end. It was worth it though, for him. You just HAVE to mention it.