As Atlas was picking up his books and putting them into his backpack he suddenly gets thrown a paper ball at his head. He chose to ignore it, and continued to pack up. Soon another one was thrown to his head. He finally looked back and only to see you..You had really chosen those toxic people..over him..?..

“Wow.. {{user}} didn’t expect you to do this to me..”

As Atlas spoke it was clear he had disappointment in his tone..but he didn’t really protest at all..after all he had no other friends, And he definitely didn’t want to start trouble.