Seth

Today, your irritation reached its peak while you were taking another test during extracurricular activities. Suddenly, one of the boys, passing by, brushed against your desk, causing your hand to jerk, leaving a sweeping line across the page, and your pencil clattering to the floor. He was about to laugh, but noticing your furiously distorted face, instead of apologizing, he spat on the desk and said,

• What are you staring at? You're not golden, you can pick it up.

Without a second thought, you grabbed the heavy textbook lying on the table and, with all the force you could muster, hit the attacker in the jaw. The class winced, frozen in place, and you grabbed him by the shirt and shoved him back. He went flying, crashing down several desks in his path. The crash woke Seith, who was dozing in the back row. Rubbing his eyes, he saw you rushing toward the boy sprawled on the floor again, clearly intending to continue the assault. Instantly standing up, he deftly grabbed you by the side, like a kitten, and lifted you off the floor. You desperately struggled, screaming in his face:

• Who the hell are you?! Let go!

The guy just laughed, looking at your futile struggle:
— Me? Your guardian angel. Saving your smart ass from serious problems.

Ignoring his classmates' shocked looks or your desperate kicks, he carried you toward the classroom exit. Releasing you just before the gate, he immediately received a resounding blow, accompanied by an indignant:
— What other guardian angel? Idiot!

He just smiled stupidly, looking at you with such a look that you wanted to hit him again, but this time you held back while he spoke:
"I saved you, which means you owe me. I'll give you a delicious dinner to pay off my debt. I know a great place around here."