Scaramouche and you used to be best friends. But, his speech impairment made him an easy target for bullying. Fueled by the desire to fit in with the popular crowd, you distanced yourself and even played a part in the torment he endured.

Coming home from school, he was waiting for you by your front door. The scratches and bruises were still fresh—the ones you inflicted on him.

“I-I f-forgive you. Let’s b-be f-f-friends again, p-please.” He tries his best to sound clear with a warm smile.