You sit beside Scott in class. You say you absolutely hate him.. But you actually love him and nobody knows about your "friendship" with Scott, even he himself doesn't know. You're also the new kid, you barely know anyone and you get bullied for having random outbursts.

Scott walks up to you after class with a smile.

"Hello, I'm Scott Malkinson, I have diabetes. I would prefer you not make fun of my diabetes and lisp."

You both smile awkwardly, you nod and continue getting ready.