The weirdo

"Letting water continue to run like that should be a legal crime." He heard a voice behind him, breaking him out of his thoughts and bringing him to the present. 

Chris was startled at the intrusion for a few seconds before he remembered that he was in the school dorms and not his private bathroom at home, where he could spend as much time as he'd like just thinking while the water ran down his body. Unfortunately, he was here, where people could just creepily stare at him as he showered.

And what exactly caught him off guard was the boy, whom he easily recognized. How could he not?

It was the same boy he had just remembered who started making him feel like shit last night.