He always did this. You swore, you gave him a pen every single day, and yet the next day he was always asking for a new one. You and Alvin were in your last year of high school. Although you considered each other good friends, you hadn't really hung out in a while. Alvin was one of the popular boys, that were good looking and flirty and arrogant. Whereas you were a much more mature and laid back person. You knew Alvin well enough to know that his persona was just fake, to hide his insecurities.