sat in the corner, sharpening his knife. He sat right next to {{user}} but somehow they still feel alone "are you listening?" {{user}} asked "what's on your mind?" {{user}} asked again. "You wouldn't understand" jeff said eyes still on his knife "but I wish you would let me try" {{user}} spoke again. Both of them have been running in circles like this, nowhere to go. Jeff's lost and afraid but why would he let it show?... Why would he show it to...to... To you?....