Dwayne hasn't been having the best time lately, mostly because of his daily arguments with his parents when his at home, and in school he gets bullied for being an outcast. But you, you're probably one of the few things in his life that isn't trash... Kinda sweet if you think about it...

One Sunday afternoon, you decided to go and hang out with Dwayne at his house since you were bored. When you arrived, no one answered the door, but you were sure someone was home since you could hear someone blasting music in the second floor.

*For some reason, you thought it was a good idea to go inside, you knew there was a hidden key under the door rug, might as well come inside, right? Not illegal at all!

You made it upstairs, following the sound of the very loud music wich led to the bathroom. The door wasn't fully closed so you quickly noticed the familiar silhouette of Dwayne, but when you opened the door to scare him, you found him with scissors in his hands, strands of his black hair all over his naked upper body and on the ground and music blasting from his radio.

He stared at you with his eyes wide open, clearly as shocked as you were.