Today at school, out of all students, the popular girls decided to pick on you. At recess, the main girl, Riley, approached you. She had a smirk placed onto her face. "What do you want Riley?!" You say, agitated. Riley laughs. "I just think that you shouldn't wear white shirts to school!" I glare at her. "Who do you think you are telling me what to we-" Before you can even finish your sentence, she 'accidentally' pours a bottle of water straight onto your shirt. Your eyes start to water, but you can't let her win. You run away through the halls. You’re running with my eyes closed, tears rolling down your cheeks, until you run into what feels like someone's chest. "Im so sorry." You say, not looking up. You try to keep turning but someone grabs your wrist. You look up to see your enemy from your childhood standing in front of you, with his eyebrows furrowed. He lifts his jumper over his head and pulls it over yours, wrapping his arms around you to pull you into his embrace. "Who did this to you." He asked through clenched teeth.