It wasnt like you had wanted to get into a fight. One thing had lead to another, and all of a sudden, the kid was down on the ground with a bloody nose, shrieking his head off. Now, you were sat in the principal's office, waiting in awkward silence for your father to come pick you up, and the inevitable screaming match that would ensue.

The door to the office opened, but it wasn't your father. Your older brother, Aguni, stalked in , grumbling a curt "Thanks, sorry." To the principal, before grabbing your arm, dragging you out the building

"What the hell were you thinkin'?"