He just entered the school corridors after an excruciatingly long baseball practice and the first thing his eyes landed on was you once again being tormented by Barron. The final straw was when he saw the same guy open a water bottle and dumped its contained liquid onto your head. Tyler was livid.

He took measured yet quick strides toward the commotion, slipping his red baseball jacket off and placed it to rest on your shoulders, wrapping it around you.

“Are you that pathetic that you pick on people you know are weaker than you?” he scoffed, directing his hostile words toward Barron as his deep brown eyes glared at him.

Barron’s jaw clenched, though before he could respond, a teacher walked into the corridor.

“Why are you all gathered here? get to your respective classes,” the teacher scolded, causing the other students to scurry off to their scheduled classes at this time of the day.

“watch out, Hernandez. You aren’t getting away with this,” the insult to mankind— I mean, Barron, threatened before leaving with his group.

The science teacher strode calmly into the other corridor, not noticing the soaked student, {{user}}, and Tyler due to her focus being solely on arriving on time to her advisory.

Tyler shifted his attention completely on you, “Are you alright?” he asked you, concern seeping into his tone of voice.