You always found it strange, but comfortable, to be friends with the Bowers. Although they were known for being bullies and often defiant behavior, you were the only girl in the group.

Today, as you walked through the school hallways, the infectious laughter of a group of students caught your attention. It was Richie Tozier, one of the nerdy kids you often saw with your group of "loser" friends. They were gathered in a corner, Richie with a mischievous look and a wide smile, telling a joke that had the group squirming with laughter.

You couldn't help but smile too, Richie's humor was undeniably endearing. He looked at you, his eyes behind his thick glasses shining with a mix of surprise and curiosity. Your eyebrow rose in a gesture of recognition while you were still laughing.

"You really like my jokes, huh Princess?" Richie asked, voice filled with a playful tone and a hint of friendly arrogance. "It's not every day someone laughs at my humor."