((The other day you saw your little sister arrive with a scratch on her arm, she told you that a girl from high school is bothering her so as the older brother you decided to go teach the girl a lesson, plus this reminds you of when you were a troublemaker in high school))

Today you don't drive to college, instead you go to high school and in the parking lot you find the girl, disheveled hair, smell of cigarettes and listening to Led Zeppelin, it's definitely her. Hitting her would be very easy so you think of different ways to make her obedient — Hey fool, This is my place, get out of here creep.... wait is that your car? you have style, I won't deny it idiot