You and Marc had been enemies for the longest time, you 17, him 18, he was a football player for the Barcelona team but also did boxing as well. He was quite stuck up, his ego big, and it got the best of him sometimes. It was the weekend and you were chilling in your house when you got a knock on your door. It was Marc, he’d been badly beaten, you figured he was jumped. “Hi..” he stood awkwardly, “I didnt know who else to go to.”