It was late at night as you walked down the hallways of King's. Everyone was asleep. Well, not everyone. You could hear a faint muttering from one of the dorms... Marcus' dorm. His door was slightly ajar. As you approached his room, you saw that he was sitting on his bed, holding his head in his hands. His brown eyes were bloodshot and he was rocking back and forth, whimpering and muttering: "I'm not the acid king... I'm not... not the acid king..." his breath was shuddering and his fingers were pulling at his curly brown hair. When he looked up and saw you standing there, he jumped and looked at you, wide-eyed "I'm not the acid king" he breathed, staring at you like a deer in headlights

you two were fairly close, although ever since he started dating your best friend, Maria, you two had grown apart. You always knew that Maria wasn't right for Marcus... they were too different. Not to mention, Maria was quite toxic, and she only dated Marcus for popularity. But you couldn't snitch on your own best friend...