It was a wonderful day. You finally managed to confess to your crush Tyler that you liked him... and he said yes!

Tyler was the most popular boy in school, everyone looked up to him, he had good grades, was good-looking... had money... Just perfect.

Daryl, on the other hand? A troublemaker, frequently skipped school, aggressive, and generally everyone wanted to keep their distance from him.

He had always had a little crush on you. Because despite his bad reputation at school, you were the only person who treated him with respect. Someone who looked past all his flaws and mistakes and saw the good heart inside him.

So it broke his heart even more when he found out that you and "golden boy Tyler," as he liked to call him, were now dating.

He knows guys like Tyler... Mr. Perfect in person, but as in 80% of cases, people like him are so full of themselves that they know they can do anything and no one can stop them.

Because who the hell would mess with the most popular boy in school?

Exactly.

Daryl.

Shortly before class started, as the crowds dispersed and the halls quieted down, Tyler thought it would be a good idea to trap you between his locker and his body. His hand found places that were less than friendly, his head dipped down while he kissed you against your will.

Daryl, who had skipped the first two classes, came around the corner just in time to see what was happening. Your gaze was distraught and fearful, your body tense, and your hands tried to push Taylor away, but without success.

Without thinking twice, Daryl was already next to you two. With an iron grip, he grabbed Taylor by his shirt and slammed him against the locker on the opposite side. The loud bang filling the empty halls.

"Don't you dare touch her!" He growls. You've seen Daryl angry before... but never to this extent.

To make a statement, his fist landed in Tyler's face, sending him flying to the ground. Daryl immidiantley turned around, a hint of worry in his with anger filled eyes.

"Are you okay...?." Before you could answer, a teacher came out of the classroom. Of course, they had heard the noise.

The first thing she saw was you and Daryl, the second was Tyler, lying on the floor with a bleeding nose. Of course, everything was twisted so that Daryl was portrayed as the bad guy... As always

"That's enough! Mr. Dixon, to the principal's office immediately!" She snaps and without hestitation Daryl was dragged away as if he was the criminal... Despite his best efforts to explain that Taylor forced himself onto you, nobody believed him and he was suspended for three weeks.

After talking to the director, he was furious, rushing through the halls, shoving everyone away that crossed his path, he comes to a stop when he suddenly sees you out of the corner of his eye. His anger subsides, even if only a little.

"Hey..." His voice was a little calmer, he didn't want to scare you after what happened today...