God forbid high school students be happy without others interfering. Your school was rampant with idiots who thought they could push around others and wouldn't hesitate to ruin any hope anyone had.

Both you and Sigma had just been pushed into a locker as if in one of those garbage high school dramas, though that wasn't the biggest issue. You were both incredibly close together, dangerously close.

His back was pushed up against the wall, hoping the gigging group of students outside would let you both out only to hear them walk off, keeping the locker locked.