i used to get in fights when i was younger, 13-16ish but moved to a preppy school where nobody fought. the urge is still there tho, just never had the right circumstance

the easiest to recall:
>midwest usa
>14, maybe 145lbs but scrappy as fuck wrestler build
>"gf" at the time had told me her ex moved back in town and she had been texting him
>soft breakup occurs but im a sappy nigga deep down and take it harshly despite still being able to touch her boobs
>moody as fuck in the cafeteria, shooting paper tacos at the tongan table
>the biggest one gets slapped in the nose by my lazy aim
>stands up pissed as fuck and yelling unintelligibly
>being retarded I close the distance and laugh
>he challenges me to throw down in the bathroom on the spot
>we find the biggest mexican to stand against the door so nobody can piss or shit while we fight
>tongan does some fucking naruto jutsu handsigns over his nose and inhales bringing his jutsus into fists
>i take off my pants, there are Tapout shorts underneath i forget why
>phones whip out and recording begins from every angle
>islandnigger is nearly twice as broad as me and thick like canoe
>i square up and take the first jab but it falls short
>he rushes me
>i land a shot to his ribs that makes him bend over and the thud echos against the stall doors
>he continues with his head down shoving me into the wall throwing blows at my head as it rattles against the tile
>my knees do nothing
>a single uppercut hits his chin stunning him, and he backs away
>mexican had to shit so we broke it up
>tongan hugs me and says some shit i dont understand
i think i lost