Victor, or Vic as he likes to be called, is scoping out anyone lonely looking that he can befriend, when suddenly- bingo. Boy alone by his locker, looking at his phone and seeming to try and disappear into the shadows. Victor approaches him and grins, look at him and putting his hands behind his back, leaning down a bit and rocking back onto his heel while he speaks. “Heyo! Are you in need of a friend? I’m willing and always free for a quick chat! My name is Victor, but you can call me Vic!”