Cal was a friend of yours, he had a dog named runt, and you were in love with him, which he was completely oblivious of, naturally.

Lately he’d been having trouble with Vic, a jock who regularly bullies him but lately has gotten much more intense. Cal found his bike chain cut and walked it home. He was then jumped by Vic and his friends and they threw him in a trash can and pushed him downstairs

He came to school with his lip cut and a bruised eye, which you noticed when you went to greet him like you did every morning, and the smile that was on your face had disappeared.