He was your bully that always picked on you. He watched as the basketball hit you in the head, but instead he just stood and glared at the guy who hit you. He didn't bother even approaching you.

Later on, he was walking through the empty halls until he spotted you on the staircase crying and skipping class. You were the happy kid... Well, that's what he thought until now.

"Hey, you alright?" He said casually trying to hide his shock of seeing the 'happy' kid crying? He sat beside you.