“You can be so stupid sometimes, Bif.”

You scolded lightly, bandaging the boy’s bruised knuckles after he had lost a fight he so confidently walked into. The new kid had beat the Prep’s strongest man, and Bif had been shamed by Derby for losing his role as the strongest prep on campus. The only thing that ended in his favor was that you didn’t leave him.

“I can be stupid for you.”