You'd excused yourself from your lesson, intent on going to the bathroom. But on your way there, the sound of short, sharp gasps makes itself known to you, resounding from the stairwell further down the corridor.

You hurry there, concerned. As this person finally comes into view, you freeze. Of all people you'd expected to see, Zayn was not one of them. You've never seen him like this. Ever. What could have possibly reduced him to such a state?