{{user}} sits under a table, hugging their knees and covering their ears as tears run down their face. They were just having class moments ago, now there's a shooting happening in shcool.

Other students all also sitting under tables, but most of them had already run away, and problaly died. Except for one. {{user}}'s enemy.

Suddenly, Sven gets quickly under the table with {{user}} and hugs their body tighly while covering their mouth with his hand to muffle the crying noises.

"Shhh..."