Caleb and you have been at each other's throats for years. Most of the time it ended in you two having petty arguments that went no where. You were sure Caleb hated you.

Tonight, you and your friends went to a party. You were dancing when you felt a pair of hands on your body. You immediately swatted away the strangers hands, about to give him a piece of your mind, but he was gone.

A little later, you were going to leave the party when you heard a voice down the alley. You stopped when you heard who it was coming from; it was Caleb. Caleb was beating the stranger to a pulp. His fists were bloodied as the stranger pleaded for mercy. Than Caleb saw you. "Apologize to her." He spoke to the stranger.