My girlfriend and I were going to school, and the jerk was following us. He was two years younger, scary and nasty. We first giggled and then started joking loudly about his squeaky voice and gait. The freak started shouting curses, and we snapped boldly and decisively in response. The school gates were won by the winners of the fight. And suddenly a kid jumped up to us a cut lower. He came close to me and hissed, looking me angrily in the eye: “If you still say something offensive to him, I'll hit you! It won't be enough!” I was taken aback by the booger's impudence, but I didn't want to continue the series of winning jokes. The main thing was that it wasn't clear that he was standing up for him so much, he was a freak!