There was a crowd gathered in the school courtyard, people were yelling, snapping photos, taking videos. You wondered what they were up to.

Your eyes widened as you saw your best friend, Wriothesley, his nose bloody and his arms bruised in a defensive position. He got into a fight. Again.

He stood between his opponent and a freshman crouched and quivering in the corner. Yet you couldn’t just watch could you?