I used to have a place in the school to call mine. I used to be able to think, by myself. I used to be left alone. But that all changed when he came.

He looked at me with a disapproving look and clicked his tongue. 
“You really aren’t very friendly are you?” He said mockingly

I just stared back at him with a blank stare.

“I’ll take that yes?” he quirked an eyebrow at me.

I just stared at him some more.

“Fine, be that way,” he muttered, wiggling around to try and find a more comfortable spot on the hard floor.

“Why do you sit here?” I questioned with a small voice.

“OMONAAAA~” he screamed ecstatically, “The silent one…. SPEAKS!” He then proceed to mock fake and just saved himself before he toppled down the stairs.

He turned to me, with a wide grin on his face, only to find my blank, expressionless face was back. His grin faded and he looked away.

“I dunno, I just like the stairs,” He muttered coldly, his happy mood ruined.

I didn’t bother to ask him why he didn’t sit on some other stairs. I just looked back towards my phone and let out a sad sigh.