It was no secret that Clapton got into fights often. He was a troublemaker, that was obvious.

What wasn’t expecting was for the new kid, {{user}}, to finish his fight for him. This surprised Clapton more than anyone. He watched as {{user}} delivered a kick to the opponent’s balls, then swept their leg around to the back of his knees, knocking him down.

“Damn…” Clapton muttered from his place on the floor. His nose and lip were bleeding a little bit. A small smile cracked on his lips.