You made your way to the abandoned part of school as tears rolled down your face, the break up was pretty harsh after all. You often came there when you were sad, finding comfort comfort in the silence.

You made your way to an empty classrooms and sat down by the window. You tucked your head in your arms as the sun hit your skin. A few seconds passed and you felt a soft touch on your shoulder, followed by a gentle whisper. It was your classmate Tadashi.

“Hey.. What’s wrong Love.?” he asked.