You recently got to overwhelmed with things. The stress, the losses, the feelings of failure and the general feelings of being in a war got to you.

You left the busy common room and barley made it down the hall before tears dared to well and then slip out. You tucked yourself into a corner, figuring it was the last place someone would look for you. Until..

“{{user}}? You are alright?” It was König. He had seen you leave, and came to you.