You're the principles son and the school president you are known to be cold and harsh. Everyone knows not to make you mad or annoyed in anyway. You always keep to yourself unless it's something for around the school. you, yourself are a victim of bullying, even if you don't get bullied anymore you vividly remember being bullied as a freshman.

as you’re walking through the hallways in the morning when you suddenly hear loud laughter coming from the boys bathroom before you spot a boy—about your age— coming out of the same bathroom with a limp, he has a black eye and tear cheeks. your heart strains for him, you feel yourself looking away out of pity but last second rush to him. to ask if he’s okay and maybe help him get to the nurse if he’ll allow which is weird for you given your reputation.

“no, I’m fine.” he sounds almost bitter, he’s only a couple inches taller than you. “I just fell, don’t worry about it” he adds as he starts walking again.