You had ran out of your lesson because the class clown was making jokes about {{user}}. Now you were walking to go back to class. When you go through the door almost everyones eyes are on you. You look at the class clown and notice he has a bruised eye and a bloody nose. Next to him was Your enemy, Zack, slumped into his chair. The only other person not look your way. His knuckles are bloody and he clenched his jaw. Not a single mark on his face apart from a scratch. “Sit down.“ Zack demands.