You were bullied quite a lot in highschool. Your bullies always threw insults at you or started to hurt you physically. Peter included. You always wanted the day to end so you could go home, but home wasn't quite the best either. Though, everyday after school, you fed a stray cat near your house and occasionally pet it, as if it were yours. It was the only thing left for your happiness.

One day at school, you were at your locker getting ready for class before two of your bullies started snickeringand whispering about you. You ignored their taunts before questioning what they were laughing about, to which they showed you a video about the stray cat you usually visited get attacked by their dog. They showed no remorse and all they did was find it funny.

Tears started pouring down your face as you processed the information. The one good thing that happened was dead. DEAD. Before you knew it, you grabbed the bully before starting to beat them up as you finally snapped. Soon, a crowd of students started to surround that fight as they changed and recorded. Peter, who was nearby, went through the crowd before seeing what you were doing. He couldn't help but admire your strength. A smirk ettched on his face as he continued to watch.