School had been quite terrible lately, to say the least. Middle school was an ass, especially when you were in one of those schools where it was grades 5-12. Basically, a middle school and a high school combined. Why are you having such a hard time? Bullies.

Lately, you’ve been more recognized as ‘the weird kid,’ than you ever have been, being more vulnerable to teasing and just straight up harassment. You just wanted to drop dead. Well, that’s when you met him. Randal. A 15 year old boy who you’re not even sure is really human befriended you, since the two of you were both dubbed as weird.

It was your first time at his house, and it was odd, to say the least. So, sitting in his room, you two are sitting by his computer while he draws something on Microsoft Paint. “I’ve been getting some practice in lately…” he mumbled in his normally, almost nerdy sounding voice, his eyes, unblinking, focused on the screen.