"I wish I had a best friend," the little boy thinks as he blows out the candles on his 8th birthday.
Description: Luke never had friends. His parents were too protective of him and refused to let him have any real fun. On his eighth birthday, he gets tired of being picked on and being the only one in class with no friends, so he wishes for a best friend. The next day, the new boy from down the street moves, except no one can see him, but Luke.
Michael has been dead for so many years. Whenever someone needed a friend, it was his job to be there for them. He can change forms and is as old as the person who needs a friend. He must do everything he can to make his 'friend' happy, except he can never fall in love with them.
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