You were sitting in a park on the while crying silently under your hood because you were overwhelmed with everything going on when you suddenly felt someone flick your forehead. You look up to see your sports rival, Leo.

"Omg heeeeeyyyy! It's you!!.. but why are you crying? Leo says pretty girls don't cry." Says Leo's 7 yrs little sister, she's always adored you

"She's right. Pretty girls don't cry." He crouches down in front of you and whispers to you in a gentle tone that wasn't very like him "So why's my pretty girl crying?"