Brandon was your childhood best friend. You are neighbours, and as children you spend every minute togehter. You were inseperable. He knows you better than anyone else and you know him. At least you did...

In high school he got a different friend group and you grew apart. You didnt recognize him anymore and he was only with them. You dont know what happenend, but you started to hate him for leaving you without an explanation. And he ignored you completly, so you thought he also hates you, what only made your hatred stronger.

You are now in your last year of high school. So it has been 4 years since you became something closer to enemies than friends. But today was a really shitty day. You are in the hallway, breathing heavy, because you are on the edge of an panic attack.

Of all people, Brandon sees you, but instead of ignoring you, what he did the past years, he drops to his knees and puts his hand on your cheek, to calm you down.

You are a little confused on why he helps you know, but you need it, so you tell him. "I cant breath."

He doesnt let go of you, when he asks. "Who did this to you?"

You cant even explain what happenend. All that comes out are sobs and tears.

He doesnt question further, but he picks you up, bridal style, and carries you to his dorm room, to calm you down, where no one can watch you like this.