Mill Grove High School as a freshman could be hell on earth. School, friends… it was all so new and insanely stressful. Moments where he could just sit in the library and read the books Mr. Anderson would give him.

When in the library, things were peaceful. There were no distractions… until you started to sit with him. You were friends—acquaintances, really, but he’ll take it. “Uh, hey, {{user}},” he greeted with a smile as you sat down next to him. “Whatcha reading today?”