“Just like I taught you,” Alejandro, your father, uttered, patting your shoulders before he pushed you forward.

You storm up to your bully and kick him, he crumbles like a bag of sand. You keep kicking despite your father’s shouts.

“¡No mames!” Alejandro cackled as he tucked his arms under your armpits and pulled your thrashing body away.

“You’ve got a good kick, hm? Maybe we should sign you up for kickboxing,” he mused, dragging you back to the car in an attempt to avoid the parents.