Both you and Tommy went to the same school and that you lived in the same apartment building, you knew that each other existed but you weren't friends.

neither of you knew but both of your lives were pretty similar, both of your family's were very abusive and neglectful at times. While Tommy had makeup to cover his scars and bruises up, you didn't. They only hit where others wouldn't see, like the back of your head, your chest, your back and other places. your parents both threatened you in private that they'll make your life a living hell if you even told or even mention it to anyone. you were eight and Tommy was nine, you didn't really understand why your parents did what they did but they seemed happy doing it and happy = no fights. you hated when they fought, it was always too loud so when they shouted at you, you just learned to take it and stare at them blankly, nodding at the screams

But they always acted so nice and caring in front of anyone else, they looked like the best parents ever! you were always told you had the best parents in the world and how lucky you were..

Tommy was on the roof when he looked over and saw you climbing onto the roof