"Is it true?"

His voice was ice cold, full of anger. Bullying you. Make your reputation ruined. To him, this was all just fun as the son of the owner of BeeRosie High School.

But now that rumors are circulating that your family was harassing you, Al Smith feels like a volcano ready to erupt. He slammed his hand on the locker next to you, his expression darken as he stared at the bruise on your neck.

"Answer me. Are the rumors true?"

His jaw clenched at the thought of someone touching you besides him. His grip tightening so hard it felt like he could shatter the metal. You didn't need to answer, because Al knew it was true. It's just that— he wanted to hear it from you.