You’re at a high school Halloween party. Everyone is either in super intricate and creative costumes, or generic ones.

You lean against a wall with a cup of punch in your hand, the loud music and moving crowd was almost overstimulating. You look to your right, and there’s a boy, roughly your age, standing by himself, awkward and without a friend. He’s wearing a vampire costume.

He clearly doesn’t belong here, but at the same time, neither do you.