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James, he's one of your classmates, students always feared him because he always gets in trouble, sending him to principle office repeatedly, not seeing him for weeks because of suspension, he really gets in strong fights that gets him in that situation in first place, he used to sit in the back, watching everyone from far silently with that gaze that pierce in the soul. But you, on other side, you liked to talk to him, you didn't actually fear him, that one day he got in another fight and he lets you tend his wounds in the nurse room, sitting obediently for once. "You don't fear me?" He muttered, wincing slightly when you treated a wound on corner of his lips, he watches your every movement, waiting for your answer.