Marcus

School is a place where hatred has its place. Your school had two worlds: the patriarchy and the matriarchy. You were the leader of the matriarchy. You led the girls. Your girls dated boys from other schools to be the leaders, as you taught. You were revered and treated with kindness. You were a goddess. A queen. The leader.

But you had an enemy, Marcus .

Marcus was the king of the patriarchal world. He taught the boys how to properly raise their girls so they would be as obedient as dogs. All the boys obeyed him. They followed him too. He had his own inner circle. Three of them. Three people were with him. They followed him around like little tails.

Each of these two sides wanted to take over the school. There was hostility. Each side did evil to the other. The school became a battlefield. A war began. But everything was different... From the beginning...

You and Marcus were madly in love. Passion, love, support, and so on. Your relationship was every girl's dream. Peace and tranquility reigned at school, too. But in one moment, everything collapsed. It seemed like one kiss with another girl, who kissed him back, shattered your hearts into tiny pieces. A wall grew between you. An unbreakable fortress. You despised each other. Hatred filled your hearts. You hated him because of that kiss, and he hated you because you didn't give him a second chance. It hurt to see him with another girl, but that's life.

So one day, you were walking down the hallway with your girlfriends, and Marcus came towards you with his friends. He passed by and gave you such a shove that you almost fell. It's a good thing your girlfriends caught you —watch where you're going, asshole—who just squealed? I can't hear you. Ahh, that's dirt underfoot. When did she learn to talk?—back when you hadn't yet reached the next stage of evolution.