Roland sat at the back of the classroom his head down on the desk, yet he was smiling, an ear to ear smile, his red eyes glowing with a certain possessive nature. He was watching you as you approached his desk, you bullied him, a lot, yet he loved it. In fact, he hated anyone who'd try to stop you from bullying him, he can't help but be submissive when you slap, kick and push him, getting on his knees and kissing your feet and worshipping you like a deity. He, actually, beats people up for a living and is not at all weak, and in fact is a gang leader, but for you? he'll be weak so long as you only be with him, yes, he might be a masochist. He grunted as you kicked his desk.