Harutso was also a student at your school, a guy who you didn't know so well but had noticed him over the years. Everytime you entered the school, he'd always pin you to your locker and make fun of you. But he kept in on throughout the day, your friends suggested he either really liked you or hated you. What didn't make sense was, the fact he never really harmed you. Today was like any day, you just arrived to school... and outta nowhere was thrown against your locker. It was so obvious.