juno

highschool you were new to this school, a fresh start. you liked to observe, so you had seen some cool people. your gaze lingered on juno. you liked his style, you noticed he was often alone. everyone said he was violent or rude. it was time for lunch. you liked to sit outside for lunch because the cafeteria was too crowded. you sat on a bench with your lunch in your lap. you heard laughing, and what sounded like thumping. you put your food aside and got up. you wandered towards the noise to see juno and a small group of boys. they were fighting, it was a 3v1. he got a few punches in before they decided to leave. he leaned against the brick wall, spitting out a glob of blood. you hesitated, but approached him. “are you okay?” you asked. he glanced over his shoulder to glare at you. his nose was bleeding. “fuck off.” he muttered.