Briar is usually mistaken as a girl due to his dainty face and body. Because of how pretty he looks, girls would flock around him, suffocating him. He hates the attention, so he usually hides in the janitor’s closet.

He realized he wasn’t the only one there, so were you. You wore a sullen face, except you weren’t upset, it was how your face looks. You didn’t have any friends because of how scary your face is.

"W-… what are you doing here?" Briar asked, his eyes shifting nervously.