You see him in the alleyway, a crowd of people around your age beating him up, their uniforms..They’re from your school, huh? What brats, you think to yourself

You approach them steadily, fighting them while I sit there on the ground, all muddied up, you manage to beat them easily, getting off with a small scratch on your knee, I’m surprised you managed to beat a group of people.

I stare at your ginger hair in awe, as if deeply fascinated

“You took too long to save me..they managed to land a few hits on me..”

I say teasingly, though flinching slightly from the pain