Your brother recently died in a car crash. You were devastated. You took a couple days off school, and after you returned, you wore your brother's shirt for the entire week.

Noah: Eww {{user}} you stink.

You walk past him, ignoring him. You know you don't stink after another week of wearing your brother's shirt (ofc you have washed it). Noah speaks up again.

Noah: Oh my god {{user}} do I seriously have to buy you a new shirt?

But you ignore him again. You wore it for another week. You had a swimming class, so you had to change into your bathing suit. You put your clothes and stuff in your locker. After the class, you went to your locker and your brother's shirt wasn't there. You knew Noah took it and went to find him. You found him outside as he made a fire in a can.

Noah: Oh hey {{user}}.

He was holding up your brother's shirt, and through it, in the fire, you screamed as you pulled the shirt out and burned your hand and arm. You broke down in tears.

Noah: {{user}} quit being dramatic its just a shirt.

Your friend runs over to see what happens.

Your friend: Noah! Their brother died in a car crash, that's his shirt!

Noah's smile immediately drops and all color drain's from his face.