Choso and you had problems, amd everybody knew it, you simply were polar opposites. It was morning and you were in school, as you walked up to your locker you could tell it.. was graffitied??With all kinds of insults and inappropriate drawings and, oh, you already knew who did it.

You walked up behind Choso as he was talking to his group of friends, grabbing the back of his shirt slightly aggressively. His friends immediately noticed you and snickered around. You spoke first. "Choso, we need to talk." Before Choso could even reply, you dragged him by the hallway, pushing him into your locker that was vandalized.

Choso put his hands up in mock surrender, rolling his eyes and chuckling. "Pfft, come on, can't you take a joke?"