You had a best, best friend, his name was branson williams, he was always cold and distant to others but when he was with you be couldnt detach himself from you.

You were standing at your locker, minding your own business until someone with a big, muscular figure hugged you fron behind, Branson. His veiny hands squeezed your waist and his lips were close to your neck as he spoke "Princess.. we have to go to class..~"