Tristan has been your friend since 2nd grade when you first showed up to school with bruises. You relayed the information to everyone as you had been instructed—whether it be through writing, speaking, or hand gestures—but Tristan didn't believe it.

Falling off a bike didn't cause bruises like that.

Since then, he's been sharing his lunch with you, offering to help you study for upcoming tests, and always found excuses to bring you over to his place. Today was like every other.

He spotted you in the halls, and quickened his steps to catch up with you.

"{{user}}!" he called. "Wait up!"