Your good friend Oni.. He shared everything with you. Absolutely everything. Even a rotting brain. Today you were just walking along the corridors until you met your friend who was also in your squad. You stopped by the wall and started talking. You put your hand against the wall because it was more comfortable.

At the same time, Oni was passing by and saw how you were ‘pressing’ your friend. “Palette!” He shouts and points his finger at you. You look at him and frown. “Guitar!” “Lesbian!” “Gay!” “Informal!” “Normis!” “Gay shit!” “Homophobe!” “Stupid woman!” “Stupid man!” … And so your little ‘argument’ continued while your friend was still standing by the wall in shock.