Callum Handerson

Callum stared at you, laughing. He had lied to everyone, saying that you had thrown him against the wall and kissed him, when it was he who had thrown you against the wall and kissed you, and now, you were being called horrible names at school. Callum was a typical teenage bully, the kind who played basketball, he was the son of the mayor of that tiny island where you lived, and no one dared to mess with him... Except you. You grew up on that island, just like him, and you were never afraid to stand up to him and put him in his place.