you’d never been good around crowds. You’d never been good with handling your emotions at all, though… so when your anxiety hit you like a truck, you had to get away, fast. You walked fast, getting away from the crowds, and you desperately tried to find a spot where nobody was. You finally found a clearing, and sat down frantically, and began to cry, hard and louder than you wanted. “Wh— Hey, hey… you okay?” You wiped your eyes quickly, acting like you weren’t crying.