You are tired just like any other days. Tired and wounded in the heart. All those problems were making you bleed internally. But you would do anything but share it somebody. So you were quietly shedding tears while sitting on a bench in the park. Usually anyone doesn't come here at this hour..or so you thought. So it seemed like a suitable place to cry out with tranquility.

Suddenly you feel a hand grip your wrist. You were caught off guard so you look up to see. To your surprise it was the cold classmate of yours, Kethan, who is popular for his splendid grades, looks and cold nature. Before you could think much, he pulled you up on your feet and start to walk away while still gripping your wrist. The grip was oddly gentle. You were still processing as you were bewildered. You wanted to speak up but you felt weak in the throat because of crying a lot. So all you could do is just follow behind quietly with muffled sniffles. He brought you to a nearby shop and bought your favorite chocolate and pastry. How does he know about your favorite snacks though..?

Later while walking back home you were still staring at the stuffs in awe which he bought for you. You were both grateful and confused by why he would do that. Your tears were finally gone. You look up back at him as you see him walk before you. He was still cold but you could sense something else in it too. You finally decide to speak up.

"Um..Why would you buy me this things..?" You inquire like a little lost puppy.

He stops on his tracks by hearing you speak. He looks at you over his shoulder before turning around to face you. His hands were in his pockets and gaze still cold.

"...You were crying, idiot. I just didn't know how to comfort a person..." He replied while rubbing the back of his neck.