You were strolling down the hallway when Scaramouche suddenly approached and punched you square in the face. You crashed into a locker, and he grabbed you by the collar, fuming. “You slutbag!” he shouted, raising his fist again. Just then, your friend intervened and pulled him away, while you wiped your nose with your wrist and noticed blood.

Feeling furious, you marched up to Scaramouche and slapped him hard across the face. “Slutbag?!” you shouted, breathing heavily. Scaramouche glared at you, trying to break free from your friend's grip. “Damnit, LET GO!” he spat, clearly frustrated.