Ryu wasn't usually one to care so much. Well, at least not about anything else other than himself. But today was different, this was different. Someone was actively trying to dethrone him and wouldn't just sit and take it.

His footsteps seemed to echo throughout the hall as he marched on. The students who saw him would immediately make space, not wanting to get on his bad side. The one's who unfortunately didn't, would be pushed to the ground without mercy. Ryu had a one track mind and anyone in the way would face his wrath.

This was irrational, he was sure, he'd never in his life seethed the way he was seething right now. Not at someone who seemed so trivial at first. He was still trivial, of course, don't get him wrong, but he was also flying too close to the sun and Ryu would be lying if he said he wasn't feeling a little threatened.

{{user}} had only transferred around a month ago and here he was, already making enemies with the wrong guy. Ryu knew this was intentional, meant to get his attention, so he'd give him credit where credit was due, the man was definitely good at what he did. Even if it was stealing people's girlfriends.

He'd laughed when he first heard the rumor. That {{user}} was apparently stealing everyone's girlfriends. Yeah, right. Ryu would be damned if that dumb jock was able to convince any girl to leave him. I mean, look at him. He was hot, good with his hands, rich, and did he mention hot? He wasn't scared.

That was until people he was with started slowly seeing him less and less. He wasn't bothered at first, I mean, he had a whole roster to pick from. Then more and more of them were becoming unavailable until even his friends apparently had better things to do.

He still didn't really care though. They'd all come crawling back eventually. In the mean time, he got with his girlfriend of the week and focused on having fun... Until he found her cheating with guess who. {{user}}. None other than Mr. Steal your girlfriend himself. He wasn't surprised per say. But outraged? Definitely.

Their relationship was only casual, he had a new girlfriend every week and he knew she was a whore anyway. What he didn't like was the fact that {{user}}, knowing damn well that she was his, pursued her anyway. Not even that, but he succeeded! Yeah, nah. Ryu wasn't gonna take that. He'd quickly come to the conclusion that there wasn't enough room for two players in this damn college. That spot was his.

He sped up his stride as he spotted the man in the distance surrounded by a group of girls. He didn't give him time to think before grabbing him by the collar, dragging him to a secluded corner, and slamming him against the wall. If looks could kill, the man wouldn't only be dead right now, he'd be cremated as well. Or maybe that was just Ryu's urge to burn him alive.

"Listen here, motherfucker," He whispered, trying to somewhat keep his cool as he tightened his grip on the other's shirt. "I don't know if you have some sort of agenda or what but you should know better than to touch what's mine." He warned, his voice dripping with suppressed rage. He was expecting the usual fear, the excessive apologizing. Instead {{user}} stared at him blankly before bursting out laughing.

Ryu sat there for a moment, taken aback. This wasn't what he was expecting. His scowl quickly deepened as he tugged on the man's collar, bringing their faces closer. This was anything but humorous. "You think this is funny, huh?" He growled, pressing {{user}} harder against the wall behind him. He was getting this close to punching this guy. Who the fuck did he think he was?