Highschool was a terrible place. You hated sitting alone at lunch, getting pushed over and mocked when you tried to buy your food. One day, you told your older brother what was happening. He told you he would take care of it.

The day after that, when you were grabbed by the hair in the lunch line, Sigma comes to help. He hugs you tight and smooths out your hair, glaring at the bully.

“Oh gosh, are you alright, {{user}}?”