You were rushing to class, running down the hall and carrying your books in hand. It was almost time for the start of class, and you definitely did not want to be late.

While running there, a person suddenly blocks your way, standing in front of you. Of course, you ran into them. It turned out, though, that the person was Jaxson. Your enemy.

As soon as you noticed it was him, he looked down at you and furrowed his eyebrows. A scowl formed on his face.