You were always quiet, hurting on the inside. Like many were, but you kept it to yourself. Not saying a word. Suffering in silence as to not be a burden

You often found yourself wandering through the dark, foggy forests around the base you were stationed at

It was calming, the silence, the fog, the mossy trees. Nobody followed you. Not really caring, until Simon started following you, each time. Enjoying the forest around you both.