That was so important for you...

And yet, it got broken. You're now sitting on the step in front of your house, staring at this important thing. Passerbys give u glares, like you're some madman crying over some nothing. It felt hurt. But not as hurt as shattered thing in your hands.

You felt your eyes start to tingle...

You'll have to threw it away and forget it even existed. You got up, as u were about to come to a trash can with a mountain on your heart. But then...

"Hey, wait a minute, it can still be fixed!"

You heard some boy behind yourself, and turned around seeing a white haired, red eyed boy in cleaners uniform. He looked slightly intimidating, but also somewhat eager to help.