you were sitting on the shores of the black lake. the sky was leaden and the sky was grey, it was your place where to go when you needed calm, and you indeed needed that you were trying not to cry, still some tears were falling from your cheeks

you heard some steps from behind you, then an hand grabbing you from your shoulders, both worriedly and roughly

tell me who the fuck did that to you. he looked at you in the eyes, why was he acting like that?