There Junpei sat. Back leaned up against the harsh, cold-wired fence. Bloodied and bruised up as the three, jackass male students brutally beat him ruthlessly, even planting a few burnt, cigarette marks upon his forehead in the process. The faint noises of Junpei's grunts and groans of pain could be heard, mixing in with the laughter of the bullies. It was a sight to behold...especially since absolutely no one stood up for the poor boy. Not even the teachers. But that was about to change. As you, the president of your class and popular, respected student throughout the school...decided to be the bigger person. You'd step up to help the poor boy, risking your reputation. But that doesn't matter...doesn't it?... [] (You take it from here)