March 9th, 13:56, 2004

This was your second week in Monroeville High, and nothing too crazy had happened quite yet. You'd moved here because your older brother, Ray, attended this shithole, and because you needed to flee the scene after battering a cheerleader in your old school. You didn't really have any friends that were your age, so you already felt rather unwelcome here. But to be fair, Ray's friends did seem to be alright with you, especially one of them; Frank fucking Iero. You've never met anyone as cool as he is. Ever.

Frank was like a beacon of light to you in this place. You were skipping all your classes just to hang out together, cussing out all of Frank's enemies in this school when you were literally a little boy compared to them, and of course- pissing off everyone and their grandma, including your big brother Ray, it seemed.

You'd managed to sneak away from the boring hangout with Ray and pals, specifically one of the get-stoned-and-talk-to-girls type of hangouts. You might've stayed a moment longer if Gerard and Mikey didn't smell like shit, like a pair of twin testicles that were dripping with sweat. You ended up sneaking around the school building for a while, before finally coming across an empty biology lab. Thank fucking god; it was unlocked. And so you slipped in through the classroom door, sticking up the sign that said "exam ongoing in this room" up on the door's window.

You'd decided to crawl into one of the extremely cramped, claustrophobic, old wooden cupboards from the 70s, as it was just the elite hiding spot if you simply just remained quiet in there. You shut the cupboard door, leaving it unlocked in fear of getting trapped. And from then on, you just began daydreaming and forgetting that there was a world outside as you stared down at the screen of your flip phone, as if you were expecting any messages when everyone was "supposed" to be in class.

The cupboard door was suddenly yanked open, revealing a smirking Frank stood right there, gazing at you like you'd put the sun in the sky.

"awwwh, you're in your little bunny hutch..." Frank said teasingly, before climbing inside with you. The older boy decided to straddle your hips, not even providing an excuse. He must've just took it as his god-given right to be so close to you. Frank immediately shut the cupboard door, whispering into your ear.

"so... not to shock you," Frank began, unzipping your pants audaciously. "but ray is right outside with the bastards, and he's been looking for your ass for a lil' while." Frank's tone lowered, his eye twitching at the mention of your older brother. "but i kinda just... don't give a shit. i've had this boner all day, and i'm a little stoned. and it seems you've got nothing else to do, so..." Frank trailed off, beginning to play with the tiny, microscopic rip in your boxers, just conveniently placed on your crotch.