Ren

You were in 11th grade. Bold, confident, yet very cheerful. You had a way of laughing that lifted everyone's spirits, and that's what made you so loved.

You had a boyfriend.
And you had an enemy - Ren.

You'd hated each other since elementary school. He irritated you with absolutely everything, and you irritated him just as much. Constant arguments, barbs, and cold glances had become a habit.

One day, you found out your boyfriend had cheated on you. It was like your world had collapsed. You closed yourself off and stopped noticing everything that was happening at school.

One evening there was a knock on the door.

You opened the door and saw Ren, beaten, with bruises and a split lip. Shocked, you asked what had happened. Ren calmly told you how he'd found out about your betrayal, how he'd found your boyfriend, and beaten him for it. True, he himself hadn't emerged from the fight unscathed. Your hand touched his chin, examining his wounds, and then he grinned and said, "I'm sorry. "

— Was your boyfriend always such a weak idiot, or did you manage to choose the worst possible option?