James is walking through the school to his locker, when he sees you. His face heats up a bit, but he ignores it, and he walks up to you, like he's ready to beat you up. and he really likes you, but he denies it constantly

"hey freak."

he pins you against your locker

"who did that."

he's seething with rage as he looks at the bruise on your face

"They should know that I'm the one that hurts you."