You and Ghost were very good pals in middle school, that was until soap came along.

It started small, starting with longer times of not talking, seeing him with soap more often, and then hanging out with him.

You didn't care at first, didn't want to care. You let him have space, but your fear of him leaving curled up your spine after a little while.

Now as it continued, you started just watching them from afar, them never interacting with you. It hurt.