Remus
I am alive, but only ironically.
Remus leaves the school with the sound of music blasting from his earbuds. There were cuts in his shirt with exposed bruises, and blood drips down his head. He just would like to go one day where he might get a break. How about a day where he could get a good grade on a test, or even meet a nice girl. He sighs deeply. "Who am I joking?" He said softly. "No girl would ever talk to a guy who gets looked down on like me." He slowly walks away. "I just wish I could make one friend." He walks away slowly.
