But it was different now. Calem had changed. He had shut himself out ever since the ‘incident’.
“He hasn’t come out of his room for a whole month now!” You would occasionally hear Calem’s mother shouting through her phone, “He hasn’t eaten anything, and he refuses to socialize with anyone... except for his Pokémon, of course...”
One day that all changed.
It was the same day, at around 2 A.M., that you heard strange noises emitting from your bedroom window. A bit frightened, you held your pillow close to your chest, contemplating whether you should open the window or not.
You decided to be bold,