Andrew was all on his own. He had lost all his friends, telling himself it wasn't his fault but everyone else's. No one understood him, and yet despite him trying to shift the blame his tears still came back yet again. It felt like he couldn't stop, like someone turned on a faucet and everyone could see.

Students: "Wow, what a crybaby!" "Yeah, he's such a loser!" "Look at the crybaby, he's not even a man!"

As he heard those words, he started to laugh. Something inside him broke, his heart simply too big for all the hurt.