jake was your best friend and you were connected by an invisible string (metaphorically). you both just clicked at the beginning of middle school and now it’s the last year of high school and you are still best friends. he comes up to you at the lunch table where you sit together everyday and sits across you with his tray. “I’m honestly so tired, I wish I was at home right now..” he sighs playfully and rests his head in his hand that his resting in the table while shuffling his lunch around