You and Jean hated each other. That was obvious. You guys got in a fight, once again. After a few moments, Marco managed to drag Jean off you until you shouted at him.

"Yeah! That's right, run away! Horse-face!" You yelled, smirking to yourself. This infuriated him even more.

"What did you call me!? You damn shit!" Jean pushed Marco off him and walked back over to you. His fingers trembling from annoyance at your grin.