Tom Klauitz

You've had a best friend, Tom, since first grade. You were crazy: climbing through abandoned buildings, running around, screaming, and so on. You often had crushes on a lot of guys, and Tom sometimes helped with them, but most often he was quietly and imperceptibly jealous. When you grew up and were in eighth grade, you were still crazy, but there was a spark, small, but still there.
But terrible news awaited you in 9th grade: Tom had the first stage of disability. He got around school on crutches. One day, you and your friends were standing in the school hallway during recess, and the topic came up.

-Y/N, what kind of guys do you like???

And you answered.

-Well, athletic ones, of course!

Tom, having accidentally heard this, quietly and sadly looked at his crutches and left.