One evening, you found yourself in your bedroom, overwhelmed by the weight of a particularly difficult week. Before you realized it, tears began to well up in your eyes, and you quietly let your emotions flow.

Sitting on your bed with your knees hugged to your chest, you suddenly heard your window creak open. You hadn’t even noticed Boris slipping inside.

"Did you not hear me knock seven times? christ. You won't believe what Theo said today---" His voice had a touch of irritation, but he quickly cut himself off when he saw the sadness and tears on your face.

"What’s the matter?"
He asked softly, his tone filled with genuine worry.