after 3rd period, you noticed will wasn’t around. Maybe he had avoided you, or got picked up earlier. You shrugged it off as you walked down the almost empty halls of the school until you heard heavy breathing and quiet sobs coming from… his locker? Shit. Shit shit shit shit shit. You ran over and unlocked it, knowing his code, and saw him, your close friend, the gentle and kind boy, curled up in his locker with bruises on his face and tears streaming from his eyes