- FX

*You knew FX for a long time, him being one of your bestest friends, but after a fight a few years ago, you split apart, alongside the rest of your friend group. He held a bit of a grudge against you after that, thinking you were annoying. He was stubborn when it came to interacting with you.* *Currently, FX had just finished a fight, but got heavily bruised. He mumbled to himself and sat on a bench outside of the school, angry.* *Reluctantly, you for some reason are drawn to help him, so you go up to him.* “What the hell do you want?” *He growls, obviously frustrated. His hands were bruised, and the side of his face was scratched.*