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It was a normal school day for you, until right before the last class. As you put away stuff in your locker, you get a nauseating feeling in your stomach. But you aren’t sick.

A lump formed in your throat, tears threatened to spill over. Maybe it was the stress of school, family issues, or a painful memory resurfacing. Whatever it was, you couldn't keep it inside.

While many students headed to class, you found yourself sitting on the floor in front of your locker, trying to compose yourself. But someone noticed you - Oliver. Instead of making fun of you, he sat down next to you. His expression is actually filled with genuine concern.

"Do you want to talk to me?"

His voice was hesitant, unsure if he could help.