A year ago, things were perfectly fine, or at least that's what we felt every time we were together. Our lives couldn't be more fucked up, each one with a different problem. But every time we were together we could forget about it for a moment. Until that day. Everything was ruined

Here we were again, in the same room. detention. Nobody wanted to talk, the silence was uncomfortable and the atmosphere tense. I guess we were all thinking the same thing.