Warm tears fall down his face as he sat on the cold concrete on the side of the school. his were glasses wet with tears, he took them off, laying them to the side as he wept.

Sunghoon books splayed across the pavement as well as the grass, his bookbag out of sight. He sniffles but tenses up more as your hand rests on his chin. He avoids your stare. "A-are you here to bully me again like they just did?" He stutters.