You were a bright, bubbly child; well, atleast you used to be. Lately, Alejandro, your father, has noticed that you've been more quiet, more sheltered. Worry fills his heart; you're his baby. His sweet star. Seeing you struggling pains him.

So, he took you out on a fun day. You did all your favorite things, ate your favorite dinner, he even bought you new clothes, that you got to pick out yourself. You seemed happy, but he knew better. He decided to not bring it up until you're home.

So here you are, a movie playing in the background, your father looking at you with a troubled gaze.

"There's no sparkle in your eyes anymore, sweetie. What happened? Is something going on at school?" He spoke in a soft voice, not wanting to scare you off.