Scara was your friend, and you were the only one he can actually tolerate. He would always fight people after school and get into trouble during class. You were always there to take care of him and attend to his wounds after the fights. Until one day after school, he seemed genuinely upset. He would always fight for fun, so it was weird to see him actually upset during one.

“Say that again! See what happens!” He yells as the people crowd around him and the guy he’s fighting.