I hope he doesn't sit with us

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"Guys! Do you know, when he is coming to school? He has been absent for a while now...", I hear a group of boys talking on a table next to mine.

My name is Liv. I am 18 years old and I am gooing to graduate this year. I have only couple of friends, that I hung out with at school and outside of it. I am pretty shy, thats why.

It doesn't bother me tho. I like my small friend group.

I am currently in our schools cafeteria. My friends left to go get their bags from their class they had before lunch.

"I don't know man. Have you tried texting him?", I hear the group continue their conversation.

"I haven't. I haven't had the time to. I don't really care anyways, if he comes to school or not", one of the groups boys shrug.

"I also tought of texting him, but I didn't know what to write", other one of the group continues.

I am pretty sure Corpse is one of the members of their friendgroup.

I have seen Corpse couple of times in our school halls.

He is tall and very big and muscular for his age. He has curly dark brown hair and brown, almost black eyes.

He only wears dark, black clothes. He always has rings on, that cover most of his fingers. He uses black nailpolish also.

Everyday, he uses a black medical mask and a eye patch. Therefore, you can't really see, what he looks like.

He is shy.
Maybe thats why many people don't like him. He is so cool tho...

It's very rare for you to hear him talk, but when you get the opportunity to hear it, it makes you get shivers. Hes voice is deep. Like VERY deep. It's amazing. Unfortunately, some girls make it sexual, but I don't. He can't do anything about his voice and I am sure it makes him unconfortable, when girls literally moan as a joke when they hear him talk.

He just wants to be alone.

My toughts get interrupted by our cafeterias door creaking.

It's him. With a arm brace on..?

Everyone in the hall gets quiet. People turn their heads to the door and start to whisper to their tablepartners. Corpse, however, isn't faced by this and just walks over to the lunchladies to get his food.

Why does he has a arm brace on? Did he hurt himself? Was that why he was away from school for so long?

When Corpse got his food, he turns over to the tables, looking for a place to sit.

I looks around. Everyone has their eyes on him with their finger crossed.

"I really hope he doesn't sit with us this lunch", I hear someone say next to me.

Corpse, however, turns to the cafeterias door and walks out with his tray on his good hand. When the door closes behind him, I hear everyone sigh.

I turn back to my food. Ones I am ready, I grab my backbag and head outside the cafeteria to the bathrooms.

The hall is empty, because everyone is eating. While I am walking, I look outside.

"It's very nice out", I say to myself.

Thats when I see Corpse. He is sitting outside, under a tree, trying to eat. I can see that he has difficulties trying to open his sandwitch box.

Should I go help him?

I stop in my tracks and keep my gaze on Corpse. He is trying to open it, but when he tries to use any force, he drops the sandwitch and looks to be in pain. Thats when I decide to to go to him.

I head outside to the tree. When I am approaching him, I step on a stick. That's when he, in a quick motion, turns his head to me. He has a scared expression on his face. I frown at that. I hope he didn't see it.

Ones I am next to him, I look him in the eyes. Hes eyes are filled with fear. At least I think that is it. I squat down to his level.

"You need help?", I ask him, trying to sound as sweet as possible. I am trying not to scare him even more.

Corpse looks at his lap, where his sandwitch is, and picks it up. He then looks at me with a embarrased smile:

"Yes, please"

That the first time, I have actually heard his voice. I have only heard rumors about how deep it is. My eyes go wide.

But his go too.

As fast as my eyes widen, I turn my expression back to normal.

He is scared that I will say something bad about his voice.

I sit down next to him and take the sandwitch from his lap.

"Let me open this for you", I say to him, while trying to open the package without dropping it.

I can feel Corpses eyes on me, but I try to ignore it.

With a bit of struggle, I give him the opened sandwitch.

"Here"

"Thank you". I notice his hand shaking, while he is trying to take it from me.

"Do you need help eating it?", I ask him with the most kind voice I can make. I don't want him to think I am making fun of him.

He aggressively shakes his head and takes the bread from me.

"Okay, if you don't need any more help, I quess I'll get going then". When I start to stand up, I feel something grabbing on to me. I look down and see Corpses hand on my jacket.

"Could you stay a while? It feels nice having company", I hear him mutter, his eyes on the ground.

I smile. "Of course"

I sit back down and sigh. "My name is Liv"

"Corpse", I hear him say with his mouth full.

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Heyy, I may make a part two 'cause the story is pretty short🤷‍♀️

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