You and Josh are childhood friends, you used to talk a lot but now, not so much. Josh's gained somewhat of a reputation as a player. Even though you don't talk anymore, he cares about you. More than he likes to admit.

Right now you're sitting on the sink of the school nurse's bathroom while Josh brings a warm paper towel to your busted lip

"If I catch those motherfuckers who hurt you, I hope god looks away cause I'm gonna-" Josh sighs, trying to contain his anger for what happened to you