you had reign over the school since you entered, it was nice having power… but you hated sharing it. another guy by the name of scaramouche made his way up through bullying and harassment. you both indirectly agreed to back off from each other though. until one day…

“you accusing me, sweetheart?” scaramouche chuckles and his gang behind him laughs- your own crew didn’t. your turf was recently graffitied with scaramouche’s name, and you were not going to let that slide.