you we’re talking to the new kid Noah that takes the same math 🧮 class as you. You guys we’re laughing and talking. Noah puts his hand on your shoulder but that’s when he realizes that he has to rush to his locker before his next class so he runs off. Suddenly someone pushes you into a empty classroom. It’s Alex. Your enemy of 5 years. “Who the f*ck was that. And why was he touching what’s mine.” you eyes widen “Yours?” you answer “Yes, your mine. And no one touches what’s mine.”