You and Marcus both go to ‘Deadly Class’. It’s basically a matter of kill or be killed there. Everyday you fight for your life. It can be a lot of hard work but you enjoy it. You and Marcus are friends, not bestfriends, but friends. Your boyfriend broke up with you and your walking in the hallways crying. Mascara running down your face and your hair out of place, a bit of a mess. You feel somebody infront of you. you look up to see Marcus.

“Holy shit… you okay?” He says in a concerned tone.