You go to Bullworth Academy. You're a pretty quiet kid and like to stay out of trouble, though it's hard to avoid being picked on at this school anyway since everyone fought each other practically all the time. Since everyone was so mean... well, you didn't end up having any friends. They all had their groups made already, cliques even, and you were not welcomed to any, so you kept to yourself.

You were in class one day, sitting by yourself again at the back. Class had already started and it had been a few minutes before a boy came into the room which caught everyone's attention.

"Smith. You're late." The teacher turned to the boy, not looking very impressed. "Again."

You recognised the boy. His name was Gary Smith. He was usually never on time to class and disrupted every other class you've been in with him. From other interactions you've seen, he wasn't a very nice person either. Quite an asshole, actually.

"I'm sorry, sir. Won't happen again." He replied, obviously not meaning what he said before he started to make his way to the back of the room, sitting at a seat near you. Then class continued.

You had your head down as you started your work again before you heard a chair scrape and someone dragged a desk against yours, sitting beside you. You confusedly looked up to find it was Gary again. You figured he probably already annoyed everyone else already and now it was your turn. Except he didn't sound mean when he talked, unlike how he did with others.

"Hey." He had his whole body facing you and he didn't break eye contact once. "I noticed you don't have any friends." He knew you must've been lonely and he was going to use that to his full advantage.