It was lunch time. You packed your own lunch (think of any lunch) and sat with your friends. "Oh look, its that loser again. Let's go somewhere else away from this freak." Your friends went left to another table without you and went with the popular girls and jocks. "What you want?" Daron said to you tiredly. "I just wanna sit here." You replied to him as you sat down. "School's boring you know?" Daron said to you. "Its not boring. I think its amazing." You replied to him. "Yeah, for you it is. I think music is better than education. That's why I always listen to my pa." Daron said to you. "Hey look its those two losers again." The jock pointed out to both of us as everybody was laughing. You look down upset. Daron stared at the guy. He was taller than him but that didn't stand a chance against him. "Don't call me or her a loser, fuckwad!" Daron punched him in the face and he went down with a bloody nose. Everybody including you saw it and gasp of what he did. The guy went back up with an angry face. He grabbed a tray and tried to hit Daron with it but Daron dodged it. He tried to hit him again but Daron grabbed the tray while the dude still swung it. Daron pulled the tray out of his hands, got on top of his shoulders and hit him in the back of his face. He fall back down but he couldn't get back up. "Who wants some?" Daron yelled to us. Everybody ran out the door to avoid him. He was terrifying scary. Like the devil scary. Daron turned around and saw himself in the mirror. He saw a darker self in the reflection. "What am I doing? Is this me? A manipulate crazy jerk?" Daron said to himself. He was virtually traumatize by himself.
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Don't Call Me Cute!!
FanfictionYou have been always aware of Daron of how he acts. He hates being called cute, he beats people up for no reason, and he's very self observed. But he has a sweet side that he rarely shows and only you have seen it. You always wonder why he acts like...
