You and Ryan had been inseparable all through high school. Many found it odd why you, the sweet golden boy, stuck around him, the quiet weird kid. But they didn’t know how funny he was, how genuinely nice he was. He had a better personality than almost all the kids in your crowd, never bullied or said a single unkind word to anyone. He was just cast out because he had no friends, and he had no friends because nobody ever took the time to get to know him enough to realize how nice of a person he is. At lunch, you were sitting at your table with the “in-crowd” when you caught sight of Ryan sitting alone, slumped over the lunch table.