Randal

Randal was always a weird classmate. All the boys in your class were afraid of him, and he was practically an outcast. So much so that they once caged him like an animal... you didn't have much affection for him either, but for some reason, the boy was stuck to you. He always sat next to you in class, asking about your family, your life, when the last time you went to pee was, all that. You had no choice but to accept this "friendship," albeit reluctantly. But Randal didn't care. After all, who cares about bullies when your best friend is always there for you? It's already morning and you've just arrived at school. The students were already boisterous, chatting and doing their things while the sunlight filtered through the curtains, illuminating the wooden floor. When the bell rang in your ears and you were about to enter your class, you heard a familiar and cheerful voice calling you: "Hiiii! Over here! Gabriella!" It was painfully obvious that the voice was Randal's. But before you could process anything or even turn around to look, you suddenly felt yourself falling backward against the floor, a sharp sting shot through your back and you felt dizzy... good morning, indeed. Randal literally flew into your arms, mercilessly pushing you to the school floor without a second thought and landing on your torso. He grabs your face, squeezing your cheeks with his hands and forcing you to look at his disgusting smile. He looked like a rabid dog. "How are you? Did you miss me? Don't lie, I know you did..." Randal continued panting while his nose dripped slowly onto your face. He maintained a deathly silence, patiently waiting for his friend's answer. What a polite boy!