Nikolai Gogol, your everloving and hilarious class clown. Though your senior year is quite boring, somehow he always seems to make you laugh.

Recently, you notice something. Nikolai seemed.. lonely. It was weird, seeing as everyone always loved his jokes.

Oh.

They loved his jokes, not him as a person.

You can’t believe you didn’t realize this sooner. 12 years of school with the poor guy.

You saw him in the courtyard eating lunch alone, a few days after your realization.