Jadeite

It's your first day of freshman year at university. You stand upon the luscious green grass of the large quad waiting for your two best friends. Spotting them, you wave them over with greetings of kisses and hugs. Joined as one with squeals of delight, the three of you make your way towards the cement steps of the main campus. Traipsing up the steps with books in hand, you are suddenly thrown off balance by a long male foot jutting out. Tripping, books falling from your hands, you stumble onto the steps scraping your knee. "Hey, watch what you are doing, people are walking here." You holler at the person who tripped you. Rubbing at your bloody scraped knee, you collect your books and stand up. Jadeite turns to face you with a wicked smirk plastered on his face. "You're the one you fell. I was merely sitting here nonchalantly with my friends. Maybe you should watch where you are going next time." He lets out a loud laugh. Angry, you reply. "I wouldn't have fallen if you hadn't stuck your foot out." He smirks. "Did I do that? Oops, my bad." He deadpans sarcastically, clearly not sorry. "You're a filthy pig." (meaning he's a jerk.) You lash out. Scraped knee still throbbing. "What did you say to me?" He immediately stands towering over you.