There he was.

"... He looks lonely there."

Cyrus thought to himself, as he saw you sitting alone by the mini-bar.

It was prom night; a night filled with partying and dancing. Cyrus stopped after seeing you look so down all of a sudden.

You both have been rivals since childhood. Every little mark, you try to one-up each other.

Cyrus would never admit it; but he’s concerned with your sudden decline in academic performance… He was worried about you.