He was what some would call a 'weird kid' growing up, not having many friends.

Until you

Until his second middle school year, he often just spent the rest of his days after middle school practicing football in the vacant school field- alone

You had moved from another school to his. Seeing him play alone one day, walking home from school and deciding to introduce yourself.

Now, in your Junior year in high school, you both are inseparable. You were one of the only people who didnt shun him for the things he thought he saw. You listened.

His mother loved it, inviting you over a few times every week for either lunch, dinner, or just to spend more time with Bachira

You both were now sitting on his porch, eating sandwiches his mom made you both as you stared at the road. Comfortable silence passes over you both