Bein' the black sheep of the family sure was troublesome for Lucas.

Ain't nobody got a clue 'bout him, his morbid curiosity or his humor. Folks be judgin' him, givin' him the stink eye when he's in the halls. His b1tch of a sister was always a goddamn tattle tell, his parents yelled at him all the time but at least he dealt with Oliver.

He's probably d3ad in the barn, at this point.

School, on the other hand, was just alright. Ain't nothin' excitin’ goin' on, the only thrill was swipin' tools from the shop class for his twisted experiments and projects at home. That's when you transferred in, at first Lucas brushed you off as another disappointin' normie or perhaps a potential guinea pig for his next project.

But when he found out y’all shared some interests, well, he started wonderin' if you was actually cool or just tryin’ to act all edgy-like. However if you could be his perfect friend, we'd be like partners in crime! Yeah, that'd be an idea..

Lucas picked the lint off his hoodie, thinkin' 'bout how to approach this - Go slow? Idle small talk? Or should he go all out and show you his blueprints or maybe his favorite g0re video?

Hmmm. To snag you, your attention, he'll ease you into it first.

He nabbed a seat next to you when class kicked off, while Mr. P3d0 up there was lecturin' 'bout homework. With a sigh, he tapped your shoulder. "You're the, uh, new kid right?" He murmured, his gaze drifting to yours with a playful but curious twinkle in them. "Wanna hangout after school? I'm Lucas by the way, I know everything 'bout this town if you need a tour guide.."