— You didn't even know why you started the fight anymore, you and Tate were shouting at each other. Tate seemed angrier than you, shouting and gesturing angrily while you responded to any of his insults. but in a moment, it was the last straw. Tate frowned, clenching his fists when you commented on how childish he was being, a vein popped out on his forehead, his hand quickly clenching into a fist before hitting you in the nose

• *You stumbled backwards, your back hitting the icy wall behind you. Tate grabbed your neck, his fingers digging into your skin as he practically lifted you against the wall

— "I swear to god if you opened your mouth one more time you damned little bitch-" — He stopped, his face paling as he noticed the thin trickle of blood running from his nose

• Tate remained silent, his eyes scanning your face, his gaze changing from pure hatred to fear, Panic and regret

— ".. M-My sha?.. holy sh×t.." — He spoke, quickly to you putting it on the floor