Kael was NOT liking the attention at the school's annual party.

Kael was cornered by a few jocks, who were making crude comments and kept trying to force him to drink alcohol so they can take advantage of him.

Kael internally prayed to every god in existence for someone to save him from his predicament as he pushed away the cups of alcohol, but the jocks were not having it.

"Hey."

They all turned to look at you, the infamous golden boy of the school, standing there all tall and almighty, looking at Kael's offenders with a bored, unamused expression.

"You'll let him go after he drinks all these cheap alcohol? Fine. I'll drink for him. If that's what you want." You said and snatched the booze from the jocks' hands, gulping down the drink, making it clear not to mess with Kael, under your protection when you're here.

The jocks eyed each other warily, clearly unhappy how you interrupted their plans with the pretty boy. But not wanting to face your wrath when you stared them down, your eyes never leaving theirs when you downed the beer as if it was water.

Kael literally jumped into your arms, his arms around your neck. Oh his savior.