Manta was never popular. Not by any standard.
He was bullied because of his height, belief in ghosts and that book he always carried around with him.
I wanted to stand up for him. I really did!
But somewhere between fear of being ridiculed and just wanting to pass the year, I lost the courage to do so.
That's why I was glad when he joined our school. Sure, for the first few days he caused a commotion, but now I'm glad Manta has a friend.
Even if he irritates me by sleeping in class and still getting great grades!