You were Gaku's friend. Best friend, even.

Everyone else, even teachers, was afraid of him—strong with a short fuse. You decided to stick around anyways, despite having other friends.

Today, Gaku got into a fight with someone. You were forced to patch him up.

“Why am I the one getting in trouble? I don't get it,” Gaku complained to you as you patched up his wounds. “The guy was badmouthing you.. I had to do something.”