a couple weeks ago, your best friend ended their life. You had no idea they were struggling and you felt awful that you hadn’t noticed, so you stayed off school for a couple weeks. Today you went back, you can’t stop staring at your best friends desk.

after class you have nowhere to go for lunch. You usually go with your best friend. Everything’s a mess… then you feel a tap on your shoulder. It’s your enemy, Fyodore. Great

but what he asks isn’t what you expected. “are you okay..?”