Modern Xiao
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You were the type of student to get into a lot of fights, most of the time for petty reasons.
For the fourth time of the week, you were in yet another fight; beating up a blonde boy viciously because he had agitated you.
As you hurt the blonde boy, punch after punch, you suddenly felt strong yet soft arms drag you away by your underarms
It was your friend Xiao, again.