Leo. Typical, nerdy kid. Always had bruises and cuts on his body; mainly because of you. You always teased him, bullied him, pushed him around.. Literally everything you could think of.

The hallway buzzed with students, lockers slamming, footsteps echoing against the tile floors. And right in the middle of it all? Leo—head down, books clutched tightly to his chest, trying to make himself as small as possible.

Too bad for him. You saw him first. A slow smirk crept across your lips as you weaved through the crowd, stepping up beside him. Before he could react, you bumped into him—hard. His books went tumbling to the ground, papers scattering like leaves in the wind.

Oh no, you drawled, tilting your head in mock sympathy. So clumsy, Leo. You should really watch where you're going.

Leo scrambled to pick up his things, fingers trembling slightly as he tried to shove loose papers back into his notebook. His cheeks burned, but he didn’t say a word. He never did.