When I was in third grade I watched a lot of Dragon Ball Z. And me and my cousins used to have mock fights and all that jazz. But when i went to school one day there was this asshole kid who used to take my crayons and food and whatever.
So one day I guess i just had enough so it came to blows with this kid. And because I thought I was a DBZ character I proceeded to scream and go into my charging stance. And while I’m sitting here screaming the kid just drops his guard and awkwardly just walks away from me while I’m screaming my lungs out.
Needless to say, he never messed with me ever again because I made him so uncomfortable. But to this day I like to imagine that he sensed my power and decided that it’s not worth it.