Wyatt is your neighbor who you rarely get along with. He’s always so sour, and you hate him for it. He always has that sour face.

Though, recently, his father passed away, and your family attended his funeral.

Wyatt had the microphone for a speech, but he had froze. He had tears in his eyes, as walked out. No one went after him, but you did

You saw him sitting near a tree, as he was in tears

“Are you okay?..” You ask

He looked at you, as he shook his head.

“No..”

He replied.