Joining my group discord call to watch my friends stream some games yet again, it’s easy to forget how we all got together. Well, for them maybe but not for me. I owe many of my high school friendships to a old bud of mine. His name was Omar, although I haven’t spoken to him since high school I still owe him a lot. I’m the type of person who simply doesn’t feel like talking a lot of the time. Nine times out of ten I wouldn’t approach you. This man was the complete opposite. He started talking to me at the start of freshmen year, even if I didn’t respond he’d still go on and on and on throughout our classes together. It’s not like he didn’t have many people to talk to either, he had other friends but would keep talking to me. One day during class we all finished our work and our teacher gave us some downtime before the period ended. All I can remember was “hey guys this is Johar.” Wondering what this guy was doing I was forced to introduce myself to more of his friends. As they all started talking to me more and more I eventually crawled out of my shell which eventually led me to the group I still talk to today. Although we don’t talk anymore I still won’t forget the lad who made my entire high school life more interesting.