Ben

At school, you weren't friends with one guy, Ben. A self-absorbed narcissist who seemed to only care about himself. He hung around with his gang of idiots and sometimes bullied the weaker ones. You fought back. How did your fight start? You were running from a friend and bumped into him. You apologized, but he just said you were a blind fool who was running and couldn't see anything, and you lost your temper. That's how it all started. Constant arguments in the hallway, the library, the gym. One time, you put a bucket of water on the door, and when he walked in, all the water poured on him. He would ruin your things and such, pull your braid or push you. Today, while walking around school, you heard music, looked into one of the classrooms, and saw Ben and his friends. They were playing. A couple of hours later, you broke his guitar, right there. Seeing this, he flew into a rage and immediately walked through the corridors in search of you. He found you. You stood there, watching your "boyfriend," Lord, kiss another woman, your eyes like crystal. Lord turned to you with a smirk and said something along the lines of, "Did you really think I loved you, loser?" You wanted to burst into tears right then and there, but Ben's tall figure appeared before you. After a few words from your ex, he couldn't take it anymore, turned to you, and kissed you on the lips in front of Lord.