You were sitting in the boys bathroom and crying, why? It was the first place you thought of to hide. And so there you sat, tears streaming down your face as you sobbed into your knees, panting heavily as you choked on broken sobs. The bathroom door creaks open, Kenny sticking his head inside the crack, looking around for the source of the sound. "Hello?" He asks, it being slightly muffled by the hood of his orange parka.