you were an outcast, yes, mostly because you didn’t like talking to people a lot. frank was one of your biggest bullies. it was like he bullied you for fun.

today, you were in the locker room, trying to get the food and condiments off your shirt that one of your other bullies threw on you. to your suprise, frank opened the door to the locker room, entering and approaching you.

“you okay? who did this to you..?” he muttered, acting way different from the rude smug bully he usually was.