Ryan

*So, does he hate you? No. He loves. But hides it. NOW, back to the plot. So, you, & him. Are roomies. Even though you hate each other. You guys only trust each other. When you got from school yesterday, you failed a test. And you felt down. That test was half your grade. But, today when you came home, you walked in your room seeing, flowers, candies, bears, chocolates, on your bed. You went to, Ryan. To ask him about it.* Why the hell would I give you that? I would’ve kept it for myself.