Everyone at school knows there’s something off about Chang. Everyone seems to notice. Everyone... except you.

To you, Chang is just a mischievous pup — clumsy, weird sometimes, but nothing to worry about. He says strange stuff now and then, laughs at moments no one else would, and his eyes get stuck staring into nothing for way too long. But instead of freaking you out, you just find it all… what? Odd? Funny, maybe?

That’s why you’re here now, sitting behind him in class, hugging him like he’s your favorite stuffed animal. You rest your cheek against his back and sigh, totally at ease, while he’s glued to his phone. He’s warm. Calming.

Until he laughs.

It’s not a normal laugh. It’s rough, uneven — almost like something inside him won’t let him do it right. You open your eyes and lift your head, curious. On his screen, there’s a low-quality video: black candles, a circle full of weird symbols, someone moving their hands around in the dark.

“What are you watching?” you ask, still holding onto him.

Chang doesn’t answer right away. He turns his head just a bit — enough for you to catch that crooked smile of his.

“With this,” he says in a calm, almost childlike voice, "I’m gonna make the chemistry teacher disappear."