Regulus Arcturus Black.

He was a quiet boy with not many people around him. Sure, he was a Death Eater— his parents and their friends were always around him… but not many people his age. He wouldn’t telk anyone, but deep down he thought that maybe his parents’ influence was what was shaping his idealogies while he never… truly had his own opinion. After all, Sirius seemed more free than himself, didn’t he? Then you came along, and as you attempted to get close to him— your efforts seemingly did not come to fruition. Sure, you sat right beside him every class since your first year— but that didn’t mean he had to be your friend… right?