Prepare for some cringe.
>be freshman in HS
>December 22nd or 23rd, the last day of school before Christmas break
>first half of day is classes, second half is "fun and games" since it was almost Christmas
Not sure how popular this is, but schools in my area did it every year as tradition or something.
>walking around with semi-popular guy in my class during the afternoon games at school
>he has a cunty personality, is a rich meathead jock to boot
>I was a scrawny nerd who couldn't even bench the bar in the weight room
>not aspie enough to be with the weirdos, yet not normal enough to hang with the popular kids
>anyway, walking around with jock because he and I are too bored and uninterested to do the "fun activities"
>we run into an underclassman, an autistic kid with no friends because he was a cunt to everyone
I can only assume that he grew up bullied to hell and back because of his Harry Potter -like appearance, it made him into a bitter, spiteful person even by the time he turned 13.
>jock starts ripping on him for his Slipknot T-shirt
>I join in
>jock and I are back and forth roasting this kid
>kid is walking away from us but we follow him
>I say something like "I bet he can't even name 5 songs by Slipknot. Got that shit T-shirt at Hot Topic like a fucking poser."
>he turns around and clocks me in the face
>totally confused and disoriented for 5 seconds, didn't even know what had happened
>jock just stands there and is like "Are you just gonna take that?!"
>I hesitate for a moment
>kid is already walking away
>I don't know what to do because I've never been in a fight
>nor do I actually want to be in one
>I grab the autist and grapple him to the ground
>he starts scratching at my head and doing high pitched gremlin noises
>I start bashing his head into the ground
>I let him go after a while
>scalp is bleeding, I have a black eye
>it is now 2:00pm, school body is required to play bingo in the gymnasium for final hour
>it was the old gym with shitty lighting, so I was able to sit in the back without being noticed for my new shiner
>bingo ends, final bell rings, time to go home
>by this time, word had spread to quite a few people about "the fight"
>other guy tells me I should "finish it"
>I just want to go home
>walking in the hallway on way to locker
>everyone's at their lockers, so tons of people shuffling through hallway as they leave
>one of the guys says "There he is, Anon! Fight him!"
>see autist's face
>I fill with rage
>I'm still pussy shit and I don't know how to fight so I just grapple him to the ground again
>this time there's a bunch of people around in a busy hallway
>crowd gathers and starts doing that fucking "Fight! Fight! Fight!" chant
>I've only put him in a headlock and he's scratching at my head again
>I have panic attack and back out again
>let him go and went on to my locker, grabbed my shit and left
That was "the end" of it, I guess. I'm not sure how many people actually knew about the incident back then, but with it happening right at the start of Christmas break the black eye had pretty much healed by the time school rolled back around. I'm still pretty bitter about it to this day. Even now, looking back on it I still think that autist took the easy, fuck I'll even say cowardly route of attacking me over the jock. Had I actually fought I'm sure I could have done a lot more damage but I didn't and that's that. I don't regret not fighting back properly or anything like that, I regret that whole situation in general. I should have just kept my mouth shut or stayed away from that cunty jock who started the whole tiff. He gave me shit about it later, too ("Haha Anon got beat up by Autist!"). Ugh, why did I do that
>inb4 I deserved it
I won't say I didn't deserve it, but it's pretty fucking cheap to start physically attacking someone just because you can't handle getting shit on for wearing a dumb T-shirt.