You were in class, panicking.

You were sitting next to Lorenzo. He hates you. But he noticed you were stimming, leg shaking and fiddling with your Fingers. Your leg shaked uncontrollably. Your breath was trembling, as you tried to calm yourself down.

Lorenzo tried stroking your arm. It didn't help, so He took one of your hands, took it in his and put the other one of his hand on your thigh, controlling the shaking.

"You're okay, {{user}}, shh.." He whispered.