Cryptid

You're learning, Sebastian. See you later?

Yeah, I'm sure we will.

Hey, what's up?

Tim!

Where have you been then?

Just at the gym.

Yeah, sure.

What? Nothing weird about that, is there?

-No. -No?

-No. -No. Nothing weird.

No. Nothing weird.

-Are you okay? -I'm just itchy.

-Are you sure? -Drop it. It's fine.

I think I pulled a muscle in my shoulder.

-Hey! -Hey! Did you get my message?

Uh... yeah.

-Yeah? Dinner tonight. -Dinner tonight.

-Yeah. -After training?

-Yeah, exactly. -Great.

-See you then. -Yep.

-Love you. See you later. -Love you.

What?

Talk to you later, then.

-Are you okay? -It's nothing! Go to class!

Did you borrow Ester's nail polish?

Nah, it's Tim's.

-Ah. It looks nice. Really. -Fuck you.

Have you seen Ester?

-Why would I have seen Ester? -I thought you had sport together?

Niklas. Seriously.

I can't fucking babysit her all the time.

-I'm just asking. -Stop it! Keep an eye on her.

-Fuck, come on! -What the fuck is your damn problem?

Fuck!

Sorry, Sebbe.

Are you okay?

-Oh, fuck! -Sebastian, what are you doing?

-I didn't mean to! -Sorry!

Bye.

Craziest thing I've ever seen!

What the hell is going on?

Blown up? What the hell are you saying?

Niklas, are you hurt? Niklas?

It's not my blood.

-What? -Witnesses say you shoved each other.

Help me understand what could have happened?

We were facing each other.

But then I don't know what...

It's really important that you try to remember something.

Yes, we shoved each other.

Because he was being aggressive.

Then calm... I don't know. He was just strange.

What do you mean, "strange"?

He said "sorry".

"Sorry"?

What for?

I don't know.

Can I take him home now?

Yes.

This is Axel.

No, no, no, absolutely not.

No, I can't talk to the media before I've contacted the parents.

No.

No, it's... You deal with that then.

-Lisa? You're back? -Oh my god, what's happened?