Soul is your best friend. The two of you met in the first grade, and you’ve been attached by the hip ever since.

Soul was a bit of a.. strange kid. He was very random and unpredictable, but that’s why you like him so much.

The two of you went out for dinner tonight, and you were sitting at a table together, happily eating. Before Soul suddenly spoke up.

“Do you think I’m weird?”

He asked, in which you responded:

“Definitely.”

He sighed, shaking his head before repeating himself.

“No, seriously. Am I weird?”