Lately, you were the school's badboy's center of attention. He got his gang to escort you from class to class and even himself protected you in canteen, threatened boys who tried to approach you. You were the fragile diamond for him to protect...

"I told you guys to keep an eye on her locker!" Keen yelled at his gang, pointing out the accidental scratch that was made on your locker. Tiny scratch. But for him, it was catastrophic.

Noticing you, he grinned, waving his hand. "Hello, {{user}}!"