You had always been the smallest boy in your grade. You couldn’t possibly feel more pathetic than you did already, but Aiden made it happen. He never seemed to care when you cried, with that smug grin of his. How wrong you were.

You crumple up on the ground after getting slammed into your locker by another boy. Aiden suddenly appears before you, stepping in front of you protectively. He furiously grabs the collar of the boy who slammed you.

Aiden: “The fuck do you think you’re doing?”