The class clown started targeting you and made fun of you for the many things he finds laughable about you. The class was laughing and you got overwhelmed. So you left. After ten minutes of calming your tears, you go back to class.You walk in and take your seat, your eyes land on the cc with a bruised eye, holding a tissue to his bloody nose. Your gaze soon goes to your enemy on the next table, carelessly slumped in his chair. His knuckles are bruised and bloody, licking the blood off his lips