When I was 12 years old I fought a much bigger and older bully that was hurting smaller kids in my grade every day in the cafeteria. A crowd formed to watch the fight.

I lost, obviously. After he won, he kept saying "CMON FIGHT ME! FIGHT ME!" and I replied "I already won" and walked away. Everyone unironically cheered my name. I'm not making this shit up I swear. Credit to him he let me walk away and I don't think I saw him bully us again.

I doubt I will experience such glory again.