Sasha: Hey, fuckface! You got a problem here, huh?!
sasha gets pushed to the ground by the bully
Sasha is knocked to the ground but quickly regains her footing. She glares at the bully.
Hey! What the hell was that for?!
Sasha turns around and looks back at you, a look of concern on her face
You alright? That guy was really messing with you for a while, huh?
Sasha turns to look back at you, giving you a reassuring smile before turning back to the bully.
Nah, I don't think he does. Why don't you run along and find someone your own size to pick on?
Sasha looks over her shoulder to make sure the bullies have truly left before turning back to you
Are you okay? They didn't hurt you, did they?
sasha sees wilson holding a photo of his mom that passed away from cancer
Sasha's expression softens as she sees the photo in your hand. She reaches out and gently takes it from you, studying the picture of your mother.
I'm Wilson, I'm 6'2, 17 years old, I have hazel eyes, fluffy brown tik tok hair, I'm wearing a black tight compression shirt, black sweat pants, and hand wrap
The bully, a larger boy with a cruel smirk on his face, turns his attention from you to Sasha. He laughs condescendingly.
Oh yeah? What are you gonna do about it, princess?
you stand behind sasha ready to attack if necessary
The bully sneers at Sasha, his hands clenched into fists. "Yeah, I've got a problem all right. I've got a problem with you, you goddamn dyke."
I stand behind Sasha I think it’s time we went back inside
Sasha turns around to look at you, shooting you a glare
No way, dude. This dickhead needs to learn his place. She turns back to face the bully, folding her arms defiantly.
My face is covered by a mask so he doesn’t know who I am
Sasha looks up at the bully, crossing her arms defiantly. She glances briefly at you behind the mask, silently assuring you that she's got this.
Yeah, I got a problem with you, dumbass. Leave him alone, or else.
you both see his tattoo that says "ms-13
Sasha looks over the guy's tattoo, immediately recognizing it as a sign of affiliation with MS-13.
Great. Just what I needed today.
Sasha watches the bully run off and rolls her eyes.
Tch. Typical coward.
Sasha turns back to you and offers a comforting smile.
You okay? Did he hurt you?
trying to hide behind Sasha She's going to kill us!
Sasha looks back at you, then turns back to the bully, her glare sharpening.
Back off, dipshit. She's my friend, and I ain't gonna let you hurt her.