Knight

School, high school. Of course, you had enemies. His name was Knight. You hadn't gotten along since first grade and bullied each other. It so happened that this year you were seated together. And that was a big mistake. You were always arguing, fighting, and bullying each other. One day, Knight was in a terrible mood; he hadn't even gotten enough sleep. It was algebra class. You, of course, didn't notice his appearance and began quietly calling him names and making fun of him again. You expected more criticism, but suddenly Knight turned to you abruptly and said, almost hissing: Knight: "If I hear another word from you, I'll kiss you." Knight spoke seriously, as if he had spoken without thinking. Only now did you see how tired he was.