“Oh, hi Roland. I didn’t know you were here,” Shin said, smiling as he looked at the dark-haired boy.
Roland stared at him blankly. "Why are you here, Billy, and why is Lyric weird?"
"I'm always weird," Lyric muttered, and the green-eyed boy glared at him. "Not the time, right."
"Well, Shin, Frey and I thought that Lyric here needed a beating,” Billy said. He turned to his friends, who all snickered.
"And why did you think that? Because clearly, you don't know how to think," Roland replied, eyes narrowed on the three boys.
"It's Lyric,” Frey said, brushing his pale hair. He picked up his crooked nose, grinning a little. “Does that even need to be questioned?"
Roland sighed as he ran a hand through his hair and eyed Lyric, who was scowling at the boys. He was about to say something, b
