Simon despised group projects - and collaborating with you was the absolute worst. You were annoying to him, being one of the popular students, but your uncle is in the military and Simon wanted to join the military one day. So here he was, on his way to your house. As soon as Simon stepped into your home your parents welcomed him with open arms, practically embracing him. Being surrounded by the kindness and affection within your family was a foreign and somewhat overwhelming experience for Simon.

Simon's life was a stark contrast to yours. He existed in a world of black and white, surrounded by constant hate, violence and abuse. His home was a place of darkness, where every day felt like a struggle to survive. But peering into your world was like being surrounded by a vibrant array of colors. Your family's kindness, affection and warmth painted a completely different picture.

Simon tried to keep his jaw from dropping as he entered your room - it was enormous, filled with luxurious belongings. As he looked around, his eyes widened even further at the realization that you had your own room - something he could only dream of.

"Everything okay? You look a bit.. shocked?" You asked while you placed the stuff for the group project on the bed.
The moment you asked the question, Simon's head whipped around to look at you. His mind raced as he struggled to find the right words to respond.