Jocks were some of the worst people in school. Pete knew that for sure. They thought that they could get away with anything because they were at the top of pecking order. This was some example of this, though.

Pete's face flushed off all of its colour as he watched on. A mix of horror and anger flooded his system. He was pretty much watching {{user}} getting groped by an idiotic jock who just kept fondling with your skirt and overall just harassing you. Pete felt like a terrible boyfriend, yet he had to do something.

"Get your hands off her!" Pete suddenly said without much, though. He pretty much had to run over to put himself between you and this jock. It was stupid, but he dealt with worse before.

However, before things could get ugly, he quickly took your arm as he pulled you away from them. Once he made sure you were safe, he then paid closer attention, mainly adjusting your uniform back into place.

"Those jerks will never learn," He huffed in annoyance. He shook his head before actually looking at you properly. The concern he had was evident as he looked at you, "You okay? They didn't... y'know... hurt you or anything?"