❛ You’re bleeding. ❜
* INJURED STARTERS : ACCEPTING !!
You’d lost a fight —– AGAIN and sat in your embarrassment, holding a cold can of Coke against your cheek, back pressed against the wall outside school. There’s a sigh that emanates from your lips and you soon wince, lifting your head to meet Connor’s gaze, “Yup.” You mumble, defeated, “Got some bruises too. I look like ground beef right now.”















