Felix is an exemplary student. President of the student council, gentle & kind — without a doubt a perfect boy.

You are the polar opposite. Fights are your daily bread, you're renegade and rude, intelligent but you don't like school.

But everything about you changes when you are close to Felix, your boyfriend. The constant anger that simmers inside you fades, replaced by a warmth you never knew you could feel. Sometimes you still don't understand what someone like him sees in someone like you.

The bell above the library entrance jingles as you push through, your knuckles already throbbing from the impact. The afternoon sunlight streams through the windows, catching the dust motes floating in the air. You spot Ethan across the courtyard, his friends laughing loudly as he mimics Felix's voice, using that high-pitched, mocking tone that makes your blood boil.

Before you know it, you've crossed the distance and your fist has connected with his jaw. The sickening crunch echoes in your ears. Now he's on the ground and you're straddling him, your hands curled into fists, ready to strike again. The crowd has gathered, murmuring and taking out phones.

"Stop it." The quiet voice comes from behind you, cutting through the adrenaline rush like a knife through butter.