It was unfortunate that your mother and his mother both were best friends, meanwhile you both never got along since childhood. He hated you and you hated him.

Though, what was this feeling he felt? Today was supposed to be his usual prank. He was about to push you off the school roof. Why was he holding onto you so tightly? Was he even shaking? His eyes were wide. He regretted doing that.

"I-i am...sorry." he mumbled, knowing now everything would change. He had just tried to kill you.