chris

You lived in a small town, where you often hung out with the local guys, and they taught you how to fight. When it was time for you to enter the 10th grade, your father found a great job, and you moved to a big city, where you were transferred to a new school. You quickly made a friend named Shiny; she had a fair, delicate appearance and loved soft, light colors. She was very sensitive and touching, but also very cheerful and friendly.

She was the one who told you about the school bully, Chris, who was in a parallel class. He was tall and muscular, with black hair and black eyes, and had tattoos on his shoulders. He was incredibly rude and arrogant; not only was he feared in school, but he and his crew were feared on the streets as well. All the girls were terrified of him, yet they fell at his feet because of his beauty—he was undeniably attractive.

One day, as you were walking down the hallway toward your classroom, you heard Shiny crying. You rushed to find out what was happening, and when you turned the corner, you saw her standing there in tears while Chris insulted her, all because Shiny had accidentally bumped into him. You were surprised, but you didn't care who was bullying your friend.

You noticed Chris raising his hand to strike Shiny, but you reacted instantly and punched him in the jaw with all your strength. Chris nearly flew back from the impact. He lifted his head, ready to explode in rage, but the moment he saw you, it was as if he fell in love at first sight. You didn't notice this, as you were too busy cursing him out, demanding to know how he dared to raise a hand against your friend.