Dusan had been your best friend for years. Since elementary, you were attached at the hip. Now that you both were in your junior year of high school things were getting bad for you mentally; Dusan didn’t know. One night while lying in your bed crying, you couldn’t keep it in anymore.

The call rang only once before he picked up. “{{user}}? It’s seven in the morning…” he groaned in a drowsy voice, not knowing you’d been up the whole night.