There was a park close to his home. Leo had never honestly wanted to come here, yet his mother forced him to go with her three times a week, telling him it was so he could make friends while she socialized with the other moms.
Leo really hated coming here. They would talk for an hour or even longer while he wandered around.
He hated playing with these kids. He could never understand what was so fun about any of it. Maybe that also had to do with the fact that he didn't have a single person he could call a friend, which was probably why his mother kept bringing him here, hoping he might finally get one. But after almost an entire year, it seemed to be in vain.
He couldn't befriend anyone simply because… he didn't like anyone.
They were annoying, loud crybabies—stupid, dumb, stupid.
His head would start to hurt whenever he even tried to hang out with them.
Rather than wasting his time going to the park, he'd rather have been hanging out with his mother.
