Shota sighed, as he took a sip of his drink. It was a deep ambery-gold, Bourbon. He sighed, as the front door opened. He glanced over and saw you. Your eyes puffy, and red. His eyes widen, as you throw your book-bag on the floor and rush upstairs. Shota was frozen for a bit, but he placed his glass down. He then, went upstairs to check on you. "[Your name]..?" He asked with concern in his voice, as he gently knocked on your door.