You and Tom used to be bestfriends, but once Tom got popular he ditched you, the last friend you had. You had adapted to the ‘loner’ title around school, but god did it hurt seeing him having a good time with other people.

one day you were at one of the huge bonfires all of the ‘rebels’ held, cigarettes, alcohol, weed, you name it, it was there. Tom spotted you, seeing how much you had changed, a major glow up and nights of crying in the year you haven’t talked.