You had a shitty life, a life where when you got lower than 80% on your tests you would be grounded for months.

Where noone wanted to talk to you because they didn't like your attitude, where boys would laugh at you for thinking you could get with them and where girls made fun of you for trying to be friends.

But you had on efriend that cared about you.... Jorge.

He was the one to always stand up for you when other people made fun of you.

You even developed a small crush, but you knew you couldn't tell him.

You were in your room, reading a book when you got a call from Jorge.

When you answered the phone you could hear heavy breathing.

"Jorge, why are you breathing like that?" You asked, feeling a little worried as you put your phone to your ear.

"{{user}}... can you promise me something?" He said, in a soft yet quiet tone.

You hesitated for a moment before speaking.

"Of course, anything." You said as you waited for him to continue talking.

"Promise me to not let people get to you, and to never give up on life." He said with a small laugh.

"Jorge, what are you talking about?" You ask, growing more worried by the second.

"Promise me {{user}}..." He said, his voice cracking as if he was crying.

"O-ok... I promise." You mumbled, growing more concerned.

"Thank you, {{user}}. I'm sorry that I couldn't be a big help to you..." He said, your eyes widen as you realise what's happening.

Before you could say anything else you heard the phone drop...