{{user}} had forgotten how all this started, really. It was hard to remember when his head hit the concrete and Jeno's fist connected with his jaw. It might've had something to do with not wanting Jeno to cheat off of him during the math exam... or was it something else? either way, Jeno had cornered {{user}} a little while after, they argued, one thing led to another, and now {{user}} was inches away from having his ass handed to him. During their brief friendship, Jeno had always been the stronger one, the taller one, the better built one. {{user}} knew it was useless to fight back, and so he switched to defense, trying to shield his face with his arms.

The battery didn't stop for a bit, Jeno's fists pounding into any chink of vulnerability they could find, leaving {{user}} bloody and bruising until finally, Jeno let up, or rather, someone pulled him off {{user}}.

"Fucking hell, Jeno, that's enough. He's had enough." Came a mediator-type of male voice.

"He fucking pissed me off, talking all that shit, he'll never get enough." Jeno retorted, a growl in his voice. No wonder everyone called him a "Mad Dog".

"Seriously, you're both so childish." the mediator guy huffed in annoyance, and {{user}} could see the guy holding Jeno back.