This is wrong, you fight Johnson right then and there, M
From Create Your Own Story
The sight before you was unbearable – Johnson, a teacher, has cornered Alexander against the desk, his face contorted into a sneer as he berated him, down right abused him from the way he's stood with is belt undone. Alex's orange-themed clothes seemed to glow with an underlying fire, but he appeared to be doing everything in his power not to let it show. His eyes held a mixture of emotions that were hard to untangle.
Your heart pounded in your chest, adrenaline surging through your veins. You couldn't just stand idly by while someone mistreated your friend like this. Taking it as the worst-case scenario, your fingers tightened around your wand as you drew it swiftly, aiming it aggressively toward Johnson. "Miserable?" you growled, voice trembling with anger, "I'll show you miserable. Get. Away. From. Him."
Johnson's eyes darkened, finally registering the threat you posed. He stepped away from Alex, who was still processing you being in the room, trying to regather the unfolding scene. Alex stood slowly, wiping his mouth with the back of his sleeve. "Put that away," Johnson snarled, baring his teeth like a feral animal. "Or I'll have you expelled for misuse of magic."
Your grip on the wand didn't waver, but doubt began to creep in. Was it worth risking expulsion? You glanced over at Alex, who met your gaze with his brown highlights. He stepped between the two of you. His hand was out reached towards you silently asking you to back down.
"Well, hello sweetheart" he was chuckling, voice horse from what he'd been doing "I think we might have got off on the wrong foot"
