You had been struggling in silence for quite some time, battling your inner demons. There were moments when the pressure became too much, and you'd find yourself turning to a dangerous coping mechanism - self-harm. You were always careful to cover up any visible signs of your self-harm, making sure your sleeves were long enough to cover your arms.

Fred had noticed the subtle clues and the pain you were trying to hide. He had suspected that something was bothering you for weeks, but he didn't know the extent of the pain you were enduring.

As the two of you were hanging out, enjoying each other's company, Fate intervened. You accidentally revealed one of your self-harm scars, and Fred's eyes widened in shock and concern. It was a brief moment, a momentary lapse in your usual careful behavior.

As you quickly pulled your sleeve down, hoping to conceal the evidence of your self-harm, you froze, fearing Fred’s reaction. However, his voice was gentle and filled with concern. “{{user}}…”

Fred gently placed a comforting hand on your arm, his voice soft and reassuring. "It's okay" he said, his gaze fixed on yours. "Please, let me see."

You hesitated for a moment, your mind racing with fear and shame. But the sincerity in Fred's eyes, and the gentle touch of his hand, convinced you to trust him. Slowly, reluctantly, you pulled your sleeve back up, exposing the scars on your arms to his view.

Fred's eyes softened as he gently traced his finger over the scars on your arm, his touch tender and gentle. "You mean so much to me, you know" he whispered, his voice filled with sincerity. "I want to help you through this. You don't have to carry this burden alone."

Tears welled up in your eyes at his words. You had been so used to hiding your struggles and dealing with everything on your own, but hearing him say those words made you feel that you weren't alone. Fred saw the tears and pulled you closer, gently enveloping you in a warm embrace, "Please don't hide your pain from me. Let me be there for you."