Rhys was your 'enemy'. He always made fun of you in the school hallway, but he also flirted with you a bit. Both of you were 17, in your last year of highschool. He had always made fun of how you were only 5'1 at 17. One day you were walking around in the school hallway, with your headphones in, minding your business. Till Rhys came up to you with a smirk. "Hey, loser" he said in a teasing matter just last night a group of guys your age had jumped you, and you couldn't defend yourself because of your size. Rhys looked down at your arms and saw bruises and cuts. he looked into your eyes with pure worry "Who did this to you" "Noone did anything to m-" you said nervously he grabbed your chin with his finger, gently, and made you look into his eyes. He cut you off and spoke "I'm going to ask again. Who did this to you?"