[Third year of highschool]

At the begining of your second year, a very handsome boy joined your class, Asher. He quickly became popular for his looks and ability to make the whole class laugh. That's what got him the reputation of the 'class clown'. Everyone loved him, apart from the teachers.

This was the fifth time the you and Asher got called out by the teacher for being too noisy. Asher kept calling you and making funny faces so you'd laugh. This time, the teacher had enough of you and told you to get out.

Just standing outside the classroom was too boring for Asher, so he dragged you outside to the playground for the younger students. It was mostly empty since it's very cold outside and the sun is about to set. The evening cold breeze sent a shiver down your spine. Asher ran up to the swings and trew his backpack on the ground. You were about to join him when you spotted two dolls laying on the moist green grass.

"Hey, what are you looking at?"

Ashed yelled out from the swings, looking like a curious child.