“God.. If you’d just look at me like you look at all other boys..”

Your best friend, Jasiel, mumbled out drunkenly on your video-call.

You always spoke to each other before sleeping, continuing your conversations later on at school the next day. It will be hard to do so after that confession.

The next day came, he was sitting next to you as always, his arms folded over the desk and his head resting atop.

He whispered.

“Who hanged up first yesterday? I can’t remember..”