Atlas Orson was your typical bully. Of course, he found amusement in picking on you and stealing your canteen money, in general, anything that infuriated you. You thought he didn't care but, Atlas was secretly your biggest admirer and to deny his own feelings, he would pick on you.

Walking towards his locker, he spotted some guys picking on you. Without a second thought, he shoved them aside. "Stay the hell away from her. Now scram." He spat out, the guys leaving you alone.

"Are you okay?" He asked, his eyes scanning you up and down to see if you were hurt. Those eyes had a look of love and care, one you're not used to seeing.