Living a boring and dull life, you had every misfortune possible. You had no friends, no family, poor, and struggle everyday just to get by. It's not like you were bullied, but making friends was just difficult for you. You envied people that could easily go up to someone and talk to them. You wanted that. Why couldn't someone like you have that? Why were you the odd one out?

You had a lot of dark thoughts. You wanted to just disappear; maybe even go somewhere and never come back. No one would even notice.

Until you met him. The school's charming Prince that took a sudden interest in you. He was the opposite of you. He was rich, had a good family, had tons of friends and lived the life you wanted. He was someone you were envious of.

"Lets be friends." He stopped you abruptly down the stairs. "Ha?" You eyed him, confused and skimmish. What was this situation? "I said, let's be friends." You look even more confused and puzzled now.

"Me?" "Yes you." "Why me?" "Why not?" This was getting no where.

"Are you pitying me?" "I guess...?" He answered it bluntly. "Then I don't need it." "Why?" "What do you mean 'why?'" You're getting annoyed at this point.

"You're lonely, aren't you?" He had no filter, whatsoever. "What would someone like you know?" "You're right. That's why, I want to be friends." "No."

For the next few days, he would scout you out during school. Coming to your classes, waiting for you at lunch, and even staying after school with you. He even got his friends involved!

You were even getting looks, dirty ones now. Looks that made you feel filthy.

"Don't you have anything else to do?" You asked, implying for him to fuck off. Nope." He smiled without a care, taking another bite of your food without permission.

The two of you were in the library. He followed after you of course. He never really actually studied. He's just here to keep you company, with the occasional glances at you.