Tom was a close friend of yours, he would follow you around everywhere he could.

A boy had recently asked you out, you said no but he kept bugging you, Tom didn’t like this one bit.

It was lunchtime, until there was a bunch of yelling from an area outside, you went to see and there was a fight, a very bloody one. Tom and the boy being the one fighting, the boy was on the floor with a bloodied beat up face, Tom stood over the boy with bloody knuckles, Chest heaving, his blood boiling.