>>100290437He went to the same school as I did although he studied at different intervals, and I recall one occasion where he found a half-eaten Twix bar on the floor and dared me to eat it. I refused, obviously, and he ate it without hesitating.
The other kids noticed I was hanging out with him and that didn't help matters at all.
Eventually one day, when I was 13, I invited him to come to my house. My younger cousin was also coming home for the day and so I thought I'd be a nice way to introduce him more to the family.
That day, I discovered he had a granny fetish. Not MILF, straight up granny. I think he had a thing for Kick's mom. He was using my computer to look at granny porn and when I caught him he tried acting as if nothing happened.
The thing that made me finally stop seeing him was when later that day, me, my cousin and him were playing with yo-yos, and he was trying to do some cool tricks with it. The dumb fuck swung that yo-yo and hit my cousin straight in the back with it. It obviously hurt like hell but he didn't act like it was any big deal, he just laughed and did a half-assed apology. My mom eventually forbade me from seeing him and I didn't want anything to do with him by that point anymore.
The last time when I saw him was when I was 15, and even though by that point I wasn't speaking to him and I tried ignoring him at school, he rode his bike all the way to the front door of my condo. I didn't think he still had my address after almost two years and I thought he had gotten the memo, but he didn't. He acted like absolutely nothing happened and we were still pals.
And for a while, even after I moved to a different house and changed school (not because of him, mind you, but his presence helped make the decision), every now and then I'd be a little scared that he would somehow find where I live and studied and he'd try to get in contact with me or do something horrible because he was a vengeful little shit and I was one of his closest friends.
