It was a dark, gloomier day in the midst of fall. It was the third period of school, aswell. Cesar walked up to Mark's desk, placing a hand on the edge of the desk as grinned, his voice soft as to not startle Mark anymore than he already had.

"Ah, hello, mi amigo! How are you today?" He'd calmly ask, "We haven't spoken in quite some time, so I thought I'd check in on you."