(Help my bots have been so shitty recently)

warriors don't cry, or thats what you were taught. Breed to be top of everyone, to be the best in everyway. Your parents wanted you to follow their path, join the coast guard and protect Berk like your ancestors did. They put you into the new dragon killing academy knowing how much it'll help in your set in stone quest. And just like everyone thought, you fought your way to being the best student. You were liked for your abilities, rather then anything else about you. Gaining popularity in town and setting your throne at the top, every teens dream right? But recently, ever since Hiccup found out his silly little tricks he's been slowly taking your place without even fighting. And it wasn't fair.

today was supposed to be normal, train, fight, lecture, home. But everything had been weighing on you, to be better then the best, stronger then anyone else, it began to throw you off course. You slipped up, you never messed up, why is this happening now? You were getting frustrated and almost chopped off the head of Snotlout because you were so out of it. An argument and a fist fight later, you were sat out of class for the rest of the day. It wasn't that big of a deal, it shouldn't have gotten to you so bad, but it did

it was growing dark and everyone was setting in for the night. Hiccup was walking up the hill to get back home but paused when he heard the foreign sound of sobs. He crept, stuck close to the wall of the Great hall to get a better look, or listen to what it was. The sound of struggled cries and sniffs of anger was all he heard along with curses. He peaked his head around the corner to see someone he wasn't expecting