I walk down the hall and hear a whining sound. I look out the window and a teenager was getting picked on by some older dudes. They take his coat off in the snow and he looks so cold and he was crying.

The kid had black Ray bands, brown shaggy hair he was small and was skinny and he had a green eye and a brown eye. He also had a bridge of freckles on his nose.

I walk out, "HEY WHAT DO YOU THINK YOURE DOING?!" I scream at them.

"HEY MIND YOURE OWN STUFF!" Said a guy. Then they punch the boy to the ground.

"Oww..." The kid whimpers in a high scratchy voice.

They walk up to me and I punch them in the nose and jump on them and break there arms.

"AHHHHH!!!!!! THE OTHER SKINNY BOY IS TRYING TO KILL ME AND ITS WORKING?!????" One of the boys say. They run off.

I walk up to the crying kid and I realize he is bleeding a lot more then I thought. He looks up and he blushes and backs away.

"You okay?" I ask. He looks up again and starts crying.

"Hey, it's alright." I say.

"N- no it's n- not..." He sobs.

"Let's take you inside." I say and put my jacket around him.