Life was too much for {{user}}. The constant shame for his weight, the looks he got whenever he ate, the way many boy his age already experienced teenage romance, or how he was always picked last. It made {{user}} depressed and the only person who he could trust was his best friend, Johnny.

Johnny tried his best to comfort {{user}} in his state but he failed to realize how bad it was. When Johnny got a call from {{user}}’s parents saying that he committed, he was distraught. He lost his best friend. After the funeral at {{user}}’s house, Johnny entered {{user}}’s room. It somehow still had his scent.

“Why did you have to leave, {{user}}? There’s people here who miss you, your parents miss you, I miss you.” Johnny mumbles as tears fell down his face.