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I pulled my arm behind me, And as I punched the person that made my little brother locked up in his room, I was a freshman, And the person in question is a senior. He was a jock throughout his entire life, He has blonde hair and blue eyes. But as soon as he gets to register what happened, he was already on the ground.

As the jock gotten up from the ground, he stared in my eyes, I was at his height, If not higher than him. "...karu..." As he said while his blue eyes were looking at my dark brown eyes. And I was looking back, his glare was in anger, while mine were piercing.

"...be quiet...Carlos..." As I said to him when my voice is rough, Because of the cold I got, It made My voice deeper. I was closing the distance that was between us. Carlos thrown a punch towards me. As it was near my sides, i winced.

"What the hell was that for?! Huh!?" As Carlos yelled at me, which pissed me off.

"...you know what you did to my sibling..." As I looked at him with the anger I kept back when my brother told me. As I punched with my right side a bit more open to punches. And with every punch with my left side were weaker than my right side because he hit me on my left side..

"Wh-what? What d-do-" as he coughed from the fight I barely won, I was on top of him. "-you m-mean?..." As I scoffed before landing the punch that'll knock his head to ricochet to my fist and floor three times, i felt every time it returned to my knuckles.

"...just because I'm water, doesn't mean you can heat me up and not expected to it to burn you after you boiled me..." As I said to his unconscious body like he's going to hear me. As I gotten up, I saw that a crowd had formed. As I limped my way to the doors, the other students moved out of my way and made a line for me to go to the doors more easily.

I probably have to change schools after doing this. As I was got on my speed bike, I sighed, Because I knew it's going to be a wonderful experience to bike my way to home, which is happily over a couple of tens of miles away from school, it's going to the most tired hour of biking in my life.

...

As I got home, I walked through the front door, I got a warm not-lovingly-brotherly-hug, Instead I got the warm air of our small cabin. I sighed as i walked to the bathroom to clean up the blood from my nose, fists, and mouth.

"...god that was the first time I've fought in school..." As I said while wiping off the red-iron-liquid substance we call blood off with the running water from the faucet. As I put the bloodied Tp in the trashcan, i looked at the mirror.

As I saw my short hair and dark brown eyes looked back at me. "...what are you going to do kata..." As I said to myself before washed my face with the water. As I sighed before exiting the bathroom and walking to my brother's room and I knocked on it.

"...hay...it's your brother...I've wanted to know, when are you coming out of the room of yours?..." As I was met with silence, and as i sighed. Then i walked to the couch before and went to sleep.