After school that day, Azrael found himself cornered in an empty hallway that led to the boys' toilet by Sunny. There were no students there, so Azrael figured that Sunny was the one who made them leave for a while.
"Azrael, my man. How have you been? I haven't seen you in a long time. This whole Class A and Class B stuff really put distance between former friends, am I right?"
Azrael glanced up at the taller boy with a heated stare, and Sunny just grinned before he got right to business.
"I heard you're going out with Maddison now. Some of my boys even heard Francesca giving the both of you 'the talk'. I suppose for trash like you two, you can't really hope for anything better than each other."
Azrael's hand tightened into a fist, and Sunny suddenly moved to block his path when Azrael tried to leave.
"Hey, hey, I'm just talking to you. No need to be all dismissive and shit. Relax."
Sunny smiled handsomely, and Azrael clicked his tongue. This was the true face of Sunny.
