Evolution

(If you were talking to me, Amari: I'm not Nev, but the story of the Tiffany is totally true, Amari. It was back in kindergarten, and the girl named Tiffany sat in front of me in class. She had flowing long blonde hair that always used to cascade over the top of my desk, so I always played with and yanked at her hair. She grew tired of my 5 year old self teasing her one day and swung around in her desk, armed with a pencil, and stabbed me in the hand with it. To this day, I still have that mark on my hand as a reminder of a day that I'll never forget. xD)