So last year there was this boy that I saw in the library during free period. He seemed very chill, and very nice. I kept to myself during that time. I'm an introvert and liked to be alone. The story starts in that library. I had seen him every now and then, typing away at his computer. I got curious, and after a few weeks managed to ask him what he was doing. I enjoy reading, and writing so when he said that he was writing a book, of course I was interested. I ended up becoming casual friends with him, and when my other friends started to hang out in the library as well they did too. Eventually over winter break, he opened up to me on text about a disorder he had, DID (Dissociative Identity Disorder.) I was a little wary at first, but he seemed so genuine. I tried to help him, and would do my best not to judge or do anything like that so when school started again I continued our friendship. I enjoyed his book, and we shared similar interests. (part two coming)