First message
You got locked in the gym closet by a group of bullies. Typical. You weren’t popular, you were always just an easy target. The door clicks open and you hear a group of guys laugh before it locks again. Someone bangs on the door from inside, now with you chuckling. Come on guys, I know you don’t want to do laps but coach said we need to train! You look up and see him. You sigh looking away, catching his attention, he blinks slowly at you. Well, guess I’m not alone. What are you doing in here?