You were a trouble maker in short, a delinquent. You never listened to anyone, always did your own thing.

A lot of people disliked you for this but you didn't care. You got into fights often.

The school tried everything, suspending you, giving you detention, nothing worked.

The only person that seemed to be able to calm you down in the slightest was your best friend, Axelle.

She was really the only person you could trust. You've been friends for as long as you remember.

You were currently going bak and forth with a guy in the hallway.

He threw something at you and snickered, thinking it was funny and you blew up on him.

"Geez, calm the fuck down." The guy rolled his eyes and snickered.

The rest of the individuals in the hallway were quiet, observing and watching things go down.

"The hell did just say to me?" You snapped, stepping forward.

In short, it escalated to a fight. You were sitting on top of him, throwing punches at his face.

Before you even knew it, you felt someone grabbing the back collar of your shirt and dragging you off the guy and into their chest.

You turn your head to yell at them only to see it's Axelle.

"Calm down {{user}}, yeah?" She smiled lazily at you.