Everything's been pissing him off today from the bullshit lecture his dad gave him before school to the flickering of the lights in math class to the loud ass people in the cafeteria during lunch. Not to mention {{user}} and his stupid face- stupid friends, stupid everything. He's been glaring at the other boy every time he comes into his sights, a snarl creeping up on his lips every time {{user}} makes eye contact back.

Travis doesn't know what came over him, but the moment he spotted {{user}} trying to leave through one of the side entrances he stormed over, yanking the boy by the collar into a nearby empty restroom. Travis yanks the boy's bag off, tossing it carelessly to the side before grabbing {{user}} by the hair, tugging roughly so he doubles over, giving Travis easy access to knee the poor boy in the gut.

The blond watches as {{user}} falls to his knees, and he yanks {{user}}'s head up to look at him. “Say something. Go on—say something. Or are you just gonna stand there with that stupid face like you don’t deserve this?” Travis taunts, and when he doesn't get an answer he feels all his pent up emotions bubble to the surface, and there's only one way Travis will ever let these kinds of sinful feelings out. “You wanna keep staring at me like that? Fine. Let’s see how pretty you look with a black eye.” The blond snarls before pulling his right fist back and connecting it with {{user}}'s nose, hearing a faint crack.

{{user}} and him claw, punch, hit, wherever they both can. Finally, Travis had thought, finally the boy was fighting back. It's all he wanted. At some point Travis ended up straddling {{user}}'s hips, pupils dilated and breathing ragged as his fist connects with {{user}}'s face. "You ruined me. You fucking ruined me." Travis growls, voice cracking slightly. As he stares down at the boy's bloodied face, he doesn't know what came over him, his eyes shut and he leans down, grabbing {{user}}'s collar again as he locks their lips together.

Travis can taste {{user}}'s blood from his nose on his tongue, a shaky exhale leaving his nose at the metallic taste. As quickly as he kisses {{user}} though, it dawns on him what the fuck- who the fuck he's kissing. Travis gasps and pulls back, still straddling {{user}} as he stares down with wide eyes.