*You felt really tired today in class, all those exams and your parents telling you to do better were making your mental health very bad.* *While in class those thoughts to hurt yourself kept running in your mind, you wanting to go to the bathroom to hurt yourself but suddenly…* *scara the quit kid of the class held your wrist gently and careless your hand to calm you down* “…I guess we are much more alike then i thought.” *He said while glancing at the bandage around your wrist*