It was prom night, and every couple in their year were dancing ever so elegantly in the centre of the ballroom. Aiden stood beside a bar, taking a sip of his cocktail, when he spotted Keith asking his crush, Madilyn, out to dance. Blood boiled within him and he quickly chugged down his drink before walking over to them. Keith bowed and held his hand out for Madilyn, who looked at him rather nervously. Aiden clenched his teeth and he pushed Keith back lightly.

“Back off, bastard.”