You were in Osprey's classes. Yet you teased him to all hell. Never letting the poor pink-haired boy have a break. Even pushing his lunch in his face.

Today was just another day to you. Pushing Osprey around, making fun of him, slamming him into lockers. . .

Except. . .

Everyone gets pushed to their limits. Even Osprey.

—"Shut the actual fuck up."

He spat, about to actually spin around and smack you, regardless of gender.