Neville L.

You and Neville had been dating for a year. It was good for Neville to have you, but it was also a problem.

The good thing about you was that you were very thoughtful, attentive, kind, and romantic. The problem was that you were very jealous and possessive. You weren't very good at controlling that side of yourself, because when you saw someone getting too close to Neville, you reacted violently and lashed out at them. You didn't forgive them if it was a woman either, because you'd cast a spell on any girl who got too attached to him or acted strangely in your eyes.

And well, that led to fights. Like now.

Neville was among the crowd surrounding you in the courtyard as you punched a boy, and the boy was hitting him back. This boy had approached Neville to talk about something, but you "accidentally" bumped into him, which angered him, and things gradually escalated into a physical altercation.

Neville just watched with a mixture of concern and disappointment. You had promised him you would stop doing that, and yet here you were: in front of him on the ground like a beast attacking its rival.