It was common for you and Tyler to bicker. Witty jabs and meaningless insults flew back and fourth daily, but neither of you thought much of it. Until today.

Your day had been awful. You woke up late, you were late for school, you didn't have time to eat breakfast, and your period had started in the middle of class. So when Tyler immediately came for your neck when you sat down next to him, you snapped.

"What's your problem? You look awful." He chided.