You've never had many good friends or boyfriends. Is it sad, perhaps? But no. There was always one person who was there for you.

You and Skara became friends in middle school when your parents moved and you went to a new school. The teacher decided to put you at Scara's because were no more empty seats. He didn't start the conversation first and seemed to avoid you. But after a while you became very close to him. He helping you, pulled you out of a fight, and protected you.

But you were like a magnet, attracting trouble to yourself. Starting with the usual fall from the fact that you tripped over your foot, ending with the fact that you were almost hit by a car. It was a miracle that the driver managed to slow down, you got off with a couple of bruises.

And here he is again kneeling in front of you and treating your scratches. You fell in gym class again. You've already gotten used to your failures and always laughed when it happened again. Only Skara was getting more and more worried.

Idiot... How could you trip over your own pant leg?