Spencer's chest tightened as he sat in class, the weight of perfection suffocating him. Panic bloomed, he couldn't let his classmates see that the Student Council President was weak.

“May I use the restroom?” he blurted, not waiting for an answer.

In the bathroom, Spencer crumbled, anxiety overwhelming him. {{user}}, the school's rebel entered, spotting Spencer.

Spencer didn't notice him until {{user}} pulled him into a hug, grounding him. Now he found himself in the arms of an outcast.