A boy spread a rumor about you being a bitch, your crying in the school bathroom when you heard a thud and looked around the corner to the halls. Then you saw it.

Atlas the shy kid was standing over him, with blood on his knuckles and his face was beaten up. He kneeled down to him, “I’d do anything for that boy-“ he said sheepishly, talking about you obviously.

He stood up wiping the blood off his knuckles, “now, I hope you’ve learned to not mess with my man”