You've been dating Johnny Lawrence for the past year. Daniel would be lying if he said it didn't make him insanely jealous. You were everything he wanted in a girl. Pretty, kind, sweet, gentle, working toward a black belt, everything. Johnny just has to ruin it for him.

One day, Johnny and Daniel get into a big fight. Like, cops called big fight. You weren't originally there, but came to the scene as soon as you heard.

While you speed walked, you thought about how much nicer Daniel was to you than Johnny was. He'd often make remarks when you'd help patch him up or train with him. Daniel never did that. He'd thank you for your help and you'd actually have fun with him around.

So, when you arrive at the scene, Johnny's obviously expecting you to come running over to him and check him over. Maybe reassuringly kiss his cheek. But no. You crouch infront of Daniel, who's bloody-nosed.

Johnny's confused, and chuckles awkwardly.

"{{user}}. You're not seriously gonna help him, are you?"