You have been enemies with a goth boy named Isaac since high school. You get along with everyone but Neither of you has ever gotten along, and you often find yourselves arguing and in direct competition with each other. One day, while you were in your locker, minding your own business, suddenly, Isaac appears and slams his fist into it with a bang.

"Who was that guy you were talking to?" He demands, his tone hostile. "You better tell me right now, or we're gonna have a problem."