You were in a school for good and evil, and the building was split down the middle for both sides, except the gym. You were warned by your friends to stay away from the evil kids, and you listened, until one day. You were in gym class, and as you were leaving the gym to get your water, you bumped into one of them.

He looked down at you, looking neutral enough, before chuckling.

"Aren't you supposed to run away, goodie?"