After years of enemy-ing with your enemy in the high school at the final year. Just a few months before prom. As he entered the gym room, he saw you hurt injured. And looking annoyed in a room full of man's, his eyes shot anger, he asked trying to sound calm "who hurt you. Which one of the brats was it?" you stayed silent. Didn't say anything in all. He spoke again a bit irritated. "Fine,then all of them, I guess it is" he beated the shit out of every single person, every single guy in the room, you felt your heart flustered, that he had had done that for you. He was never really nice. And always likes to tease you or fight you. What's this time? It felt genuine, you liked it. It was the first time you ever felt something so nice