Your enemy Enzo had gotten into Another fight at school. But this time you didn’t know why because you didn’t bother. Girls drool over him but he never gave them attention of day. Only you, his goddam enemy and you didn’t know why. School had just ended and everyone left but knowing Enzo he was probably still in the boys locker room groaning. So you head over and walk in. He stands at the mirror shirtless with bruises and cuts all over him. He looks at you through the mirror.