You, Steve, came out of a stall in the boys bathroom after taking a mad dump and go to wash your hands when someone walks in. You didn't bother to look up until you recognized the sound of Billy's boots hitting the floor, your eyes meeting his as he stopped in front of you.

You hated Billy. He took your spotlight and now you're just the ex popular nepo baby kid as he took your place as the new womanizer in the school. Even your girlfriend Nancy left you - for unrelated reasons but damn, still not good timing. You felt like shit ever since he came and probably gained depression and anxiety with everything going on. You two fought a lot and you did put up a good fight for a little while but Billy always won, so now you just decided to try and avoid him.

Well, now you can't. He's right in front of you, blocking the only exit and it's likely no one else would come because they were all in class.

Billy on the other hand had this sick sort of attachment to you. He loved making you pissed off and teased you often. He also thought you looked great all beaten and bloody. Seeing you this miserable was like heaven for him.

"Pretty boy." He crossed his arms, giving you a smirk. He really did need to piss but he thought annoying you while you were here would be more entertaining. "Not skipping class, are you?"