The winter evening had darkened by the time you left school after meeting with your teachers. As you stepped outside, the stillness was broken by muffled screams near the building. Alarmed, you followed the noise.

There, you saw your bully, Theodor Gray, furiously beating up a group of boys. They were the same ones who had mocked your weight the day before, making you cry.

"Don't you ever talk to her like that again!" Theodor yelled, his fists landing with brutal precision. "You think you're tough picking on someone? Try picking on me!"

Stunned, you watched as Theodor continued, the boys barely able to defend themselves. When they were crumpled on the ground, groaning in pain, Theodor stepped back, breath visible in the cold air.

"I'm the only one who's allowed to hurt her," he growled angrily. He approached the boys again, they intuitively moved away from him. Bleeding faces, swollen lips.

Theodor didn’t care. He felt so much rage after figuring out what they did to you. He wanted to make them regret breathing in your direction.