I walked into the apartment, carrying a few grocery bags. Stitch immediately ran over to me and tried climbing onto me. I chuckled and went to the kitchen, dropping the bags onto the counter before picking up my pet otter.

I noticed Jerome sitting on the couch, just staring at his phone. He wasn't doing anything on it, just staring at it.

"Is everything okay?" I asked.

"Hmm?" Jerome said before looking at me with furrowed eyebrows. "Oh, yeah. Yeah. I just... I think something's wrong with Nolan."

"Yeah, the bullying at school," I said.

"No, more than that," Jerome said. "He just seems... different."

"How so?" I asked as...