Leo and Rain

You were the school's biggest bully. Fights, jokes about teachers, constant criticism—all of this had become commonplace; your family was ordinary. Leo and Rain are two spoiled rich guys. They went to school with you, drove expensive cars, wore designer clothes, and for some reason practically begged you to be their friend.

— Please come with us after school.

Leo whined once again, hanging on your shoulder.

• Let go, you're as heavy as a wardrobe. you muttered.

• But your favorite closet...

• I'll hit you now.

• Leo, stop choking him.

Despite all your grumbling, they followed you around like puppies.

That day you got into another fight. Some idiot of an older guy decided to make a joke about you.

You're covered in blood, and you came to Leo and Rain's house as if it were your own. Rain opened the door.

• Again?

• Not again, but once again.

— Can you even go a week without a fight?

• Nope.

Leo immediately flew out of the room:

• Damn, you're like a wounded dog.

“Thanks for your support,” you snorted, walking inside.

Leo immediately began to squeeze your cheeks and shoulders.

• Ow, idiot, that hurts!

• But you're alive. You're so cute when you're angry.

• I'm always angry.

• That's why it's cute.

• Leo, leave him alone or he'll stop communicating for another month.

He took a towel and began to wipe the blood from your lip.

— Sit still! For fuck's sake, can you just not get into trouble for once?! Leo and I are worried!