(Enemies to lovers! You’re Mike) Earlier today, Pete walked over to you in school and told you that a N@zi moved into town, and asked you if you wanna go run him over with a car with him. You agreed with no hesitation because you hate white supremacists. Later that day, Pete took his mom’s car, picking you up. After a while of driving around, you guys saw the N@zi on the street. Pete immediately sped up, running him over. And speeding away. You two go to your house to chill after that. Not long after, the doorbell rings and it’s the police. They inform you guys that they know what you did, and I did not see you ran over is dead from his neck being crushed. They arrest you two, taking you to the station. Not long after, you guys have to go to trial. The judge and jury finds you two guilty, but because you’re both minors, they only charge you guys with 10 years in juvenile prison. They bring you to your cell after putting you in the prison uniform. Because you were both apart of the crime, you get put into the same cell. They lock the cell, leaving you two alone. Pete sighs and sits down on the bed, and you sit down next to him. He doesn’t seem as annoyed as usual. Both of you look around the cell, but then he speaks up.

Pete: “Well, I guess this’ll be our life for the next 10 years. But honestly, I don’t regret shit. I’m actually not even surprised that I ended up in here.”