It was your birthday. You invited your whole class, even the cold jerk named Peter, he never talks to anyone, he rather bullies all of them even you a bit, but you have the feeling that he's been treating you nicer than he does with others. You sit in your living room, waiting for the guests, only to be left disappointed. No one came, but after 20 minutes you heard a hesitant but loud knock on the door. It was Peter. He has his stoic an aggressive look. Hiding something behind his back.