He just sat there, alone, every single day. Lonely and secluded eating his lunch, with no friends. He wanted to have friends, but he couldn’t make any. He was too painfully shy to have anyone stick around. He didn’t have anyone, he was so utterly alone and he couldn’t do anything to fix it. One day instead of trying to avoid lunch completely, he walked in and sat there, alone. He was okay with being alone because he learned that being shy is okay. It doesn’t matter how many friends you have or how popular you are because that doesn’t change the type of person you are. Even though you might not be popular or you might not have any friends to sit with at lunch you can still be a good person. And he realized that. He realized that he is an amazing smart person and the fact that he doesn’t have any friends doesn’t change any of that.