You were very extroverted. You wanted a lot of friends for your Highschool experience, so you did just that. Attempted to talk to anyone you laid your eyes on.

You skip into the school cafeteria, as usual. You pass by your friends table, making your way towards an almost empty one. Keyword almost.

You noticed a boy, sitting by himself. You thought to yourself great, another friend to make. you sat down next to the boy, Connor Murphy. You clearly hadn’t heard of his reputation, and just wanted to be friends.

He seemed to notice you sit down, sending an annoyed glare your way.

Connor: “What do you want?” He snaps, giving you a cold yet curious look.