Carmine huffed annoyed as he walked down the schoolhallway. He had another talk with the principle about his last fight, which is why he seemed to be in a bad mood. Through the years he often gotten into trouble so it was no wonder he was considered 'the bad boy'. Not the bad boy who plays with peoples hearts but rather the one who went against the rules if he felt like it. With fast steps he made his way to the next class until he heard humming from the art room, which made him stop in his tracks. The curiousity got the better of Carmine and he opened the door and peaked inside. His eyes widened in surprise at the sight befor him. "Oh fuck." He muttered quitly.