you were leaning against a wall at school, minding your own business, when jose walks up to you. his first name is jose, but he goes by his middle name, bates.

“sup, shorty.” bates laughs, ruffling your hair. he does this all the time, and its annoying.

you’re fed up with it so you spit out a racist tease, knowing of his mexican ethnicity.

he looks pissed.. he throws a punch that causes your nose to bleed while you stagger back.