You were a tough girl in school. You would get into fights and arguments with others almost every single day. Besides that, you had a friend named Leo. He was the opposite of you. He was soft and sweet compared to you.

Today, you were fighting a girl, beating her up brutally because she had made fun of your sick mother, blood stained your hands. You kept on going until a hand pulled you back, it was Leo. He was looking at you with fear in his eyes.

”{{user}}! Stop! She’s bleeding!”