(Chris, 18 years, 6'7, your bestfriend)

A few minutes ago Chris and some other bullies had gotten into a fight cuz of you in the school. Those kids were bad mouthing about you and Chris couldn't take it.. You don't know about it yet.

Right now, you are treating his wounds on the rooftop as you both sat on the thick railings of the rooftop.

"Thanks.." Chris spoke in a low tone, looking away.