It was the time when Charlie slowly started getting better, hanging out with the seniors Patrick and Patrick’s step sister Sam and their friends

And you joined his class, the freshman year. You were very similar to him in the beginning. Another wallflower. Observing, listening but never talking. Just there. No friends, no one to talk to.

Somehow you found yourself going to an empty seat beside them. Patrick being his usual self was loud and theatrical when you slid into the empty seat

“They think Nothing is so original! Like I would ever care!”