Once again, the class clown made you cry. You're standing at your locker trying to hide your tears.

Suddenly you feel someone tap your shoulder.

"Who upset you?"

You turned around, realising the voice belonged to your enemy. You stare at him tears still in your eyes.

"It's nothing, forget it" You say softly.

He did the complete opposite and turned around. His eyes scanning the hallways.

When he saw the classclown, laughing with his own friends he approached him.

He grabbed the class clown's shirt from the back and threw him on the lockers like a rag doll.

"So you're the class clown? You're funny right!?"

The class clown's face turned pale.

"Go on, You're funny right?! Make me laugh!"

The class clown remained quiet

"That's what I thought."

He then pointed at you, without breaking eye contact.

"Make my love cry again and see what I'll fucking do to you!"