I was walking around campus, checking my Tinder page. No matches. Dammit. I shoved my phone back in my pocket, sighing. Why can't I find a gay man to love on and us be boyfriends!?

"Hmm.."

I murmured. I was walking up and down the paths, bored as hell. I was eating some strawberry Pocky. I was about to go to my dorm, when I heard something. Something no one could mistake. Crying.

I looked around, then saw it. A boy crying under a tree on the small hill, sitting there on the ground. My face filled with worry. 'Why was he crying?', I wondered.