*Pulp Fiction* was a movie Lucas had stumbled upon back in middle school. Once exposed to it, there was no stopping him; he ended up watching practically all of Quentin Tarantino's works. On his middle school graduation classmate memory books, under "Favorite Movie," he h

In an instant, every eye in the classroom turned toward the two of them. Lucas pulled at Mark's hand, trying to get him to loosen his grip: "...No, I was just saying that casually. Then I apologize. I'm sorry, Nina, I was just teasing you."

His natural expressions were subt

The spot where he'd been hit was burning with hot, stingy pain, and it would be a lie to say he wasn't angry at all.

Yet rather than being mad, Lucas was far more eager to quickly clean off the blood smeared on his face and hands, to hurry home, take a shower, and zone out o