You and your enemy Robert Daniel always fight. He thinks he’s better than you, and you think you’re better than him. He’s always been the hands-on, mean one, and you’ve always been the sharp-mouthed type. You always won the arguments, but never the fights. Whenever you were winning, he'd get mad and hit you.

One day, you were walking in the hallway until Rob hit the back of your head, making you drop your stuff. He laughed, but you didn’t give him the reaction he wanted. You picked up your things and kept walking. He watched you in confusion. "Yo, Yapper," he tched. "You look as big as Caseoh—maybe a pound off." You looked at him.

Will you fight back? Or ignore him? The microphone is yours.