49118. Me, y/n. Ray and I have been best friends since we were toddlers, alongside Norman and Emma. Mom treated us well but ray had a cynical feeling about her. Ray was the only person who you felt comfortable sharing your emotions with. There was something about this Black-Haired boy that amazed you greatly. He was such a great listener, whenever you were sad he would tell you about the latest chapter of the book he was reading. You both had a great bond. It was never to be broken. You had always thought that it was you and ray against the world!! At least that's what you thought. You and ray were both sitting in the library, ray was reading his book while you were reading a separate one. Every 3 minutes you would look at each other and giggle. You both had no idea why. He inched his chair closer to you slowly, resting his head on your shoulder while you continue to read your book. A smile was growing on his face as he started to carefully drift into a slumber. Not for long though.
