You walk into scara's room - your friend's room, without him knowing, since he was downstairs.

Throughout your guy's friendship, he was always sad..

..

Your eyes stare at the piece of crumbled paper in front of you, as your curiosity starts to get bigger.

You bend down slightly, grabbing the paper and uncrumbling it.

Your eyes widened as you read it.

„I peeled an orange today!” : is what he wrote.

You turn back to the door frame, seeing scara's figure, not responding.