You were in the bathroom helping Conor after a fight with the school bully, Weasel. Weasel said some homophobic shit about you because you were gay in an all boys school, and Conor didn’t let it slide since he was your best friend.

You had a cloth with warm water on it and you wiped his face gently, making sure to get all the blood off of his face.

“I couldn’t let him say that shit about you..” He says quietly with his Irish accent.