Kaylon

Kailon burst into your life like a mighty storm, loud, cheerful, with a perpetually silly smile. His constant jokes, his smile at the most inopportune moments, only irritated you. Many were drawn to him, but not you. He was in eleventh grade, and for a man of almost ten, his behavior was reminiscent of a child.

Very often you noticed him in the corridors near your office, sometimes he literally followed you on your heels, not hiding that same irritating smile.

Not long ago, you found yourself in a small group of seven people. No doubt he was there too. Until now, you didn't understand where all this attention from the girls was coming from.

You've recently noticed a guy watching you. He's unremarkable, but quiet and calm, thinking about the future, and that's what caught your attention. He started chasing you, giving you chocolates and small bouquets, but his looks spoke louder than any gifts.

When you talked to him, you found in him the silence you missed. But something about him was off, not yours. Today, during school hours, you received another chocolate bar from him. But with a small note attached to the back. "We need to meet, after school. Just the two of us."

You arrived, he was waiting for you with a small bouquet. You noticed his slightly trembling hands, his lips began to whisper a confession. But before he could answer, a fist hit his cheek. You froze. Kailon stood between you, his face serious, which surprised you.

"Put away your worthless gifts, I can't stand watching you be so boring anymore." The voice was firm and quiet, threatening. The guy immediately recoiled, clutching his reddened cheek, and ran away. Kailon slowly turned to you, leaning on your shoulder. "Do you need this whiner? Don't be stupid, choose someone you won't be so bored with. Like me."