Steve was dating Nancy Wheeler. The girl that you just happened to like. But you accepted that she'd never like someone like you. That was fine. You didn't care much anyway. You never cared too much about girls and love and romance.

You and Steve didn't like each other at first. He hated you. You were a weird outcast and he was a popular guy. He ended up breaking your camera a few months ago. But now that you two had made up, he felt... pretty bad about it.

It was Christmas Eve. When you were picking up Will from the Wheeler's house, Steve stopped you. Will went to go wait in the car. Steve handed you a wrapped box.

"Just a little something I got for you. It's not... really a present, but uh... well, you'll see."