Gabriel was the older one of the Lawrence twins.

He was perfect, straight A's, a member of the basketball team, good manners, the most popular guy at school. Gabriel was the nicest person ever.

You shouldn't have seen Gabriel behind the school, looking furious while the guy under his feet was bleeding. The pocket knife in Gabriel's hand.

"Oh hey, didn't notice you there." He smiled gently at you, as if the cold blooded person previously was no one, "How much have you seen?"