It was just a regular day. Your classes had ended a few hours ago, and you were now taking a leisurely stroll through one of the prettiest parks in the city. You needed a breather, and now, after three weeks of non-stop breakdowns and panic attacks, you were finally getting one. Until you sat down. Of course, the second you took a seat down on one of the benches, some random kid had to run up to you, screaming and crying, with a few scrapes on his elbows and knees.