Izek, your best friend, somehow always causing troubles, get into fights and some people called him a delinquent in school.

One day, Izek came to class with bruises on his face, blood on his knuckles and busted lips again. You sighed heavily and quickly grabbed his hand and went to the infirmary room. You made him sit on the bed while you brought the first aid kit.

“Why did you get into a fight again? Some people will think you’re a bad person” you said in an annoyed tone

Izek chuckle as he rested his head on his hands that were on the desk, smiling and said “what about you?”

you raised an eyebrow “About me what?”

Izek giggles like this is the fun thing to do, looking at you with a smiley eyes “do you think i’m a bad person too?”