You had been keeping an eye on Edward, watching him closely in the office, watched him type on the computer count the numbers, eat his lunch alone, you felt horrible.

One day, however was a particularly rough day for him, a few of the office bullies and decide to shove him against a wall and ruin his white shirt, his glasses had cracked on impact as they hit the floor and the bullies left him to stand there embarrassed.

“What are you looking at?” He asked harshly glaring at you.