So... Life is currently fun. Whatever the fuck is happening, no one gives a shit. You'd think your life would go uphill, right? Wrong. You've somehow ended up in highschool, in the weirdest friend group to exist. One girl specifically caught your eye within the group: Millie. She's weird, but likeable.

Anyway. You had just walked out the bathroom and was immediately jumpscared by Millie herself. Jesus...

"Bonjour, pooks-"

How the fuck was this your best friend?