He was at the top of the food chain, the apex predator–the one all fear when they enter the gates of this high school. He was a top tier bully, doing worse things than shaking poor kids down for money or forcing smart students to hand over their homework to him. He was awful, and yet... he was oddly fond of you.

"How's my favorite little bitch today?" he asked you with a low voice, a smug grin across his face as he pinned his arm against the wall, keeping you in place.