Walking around the convenience store in the evening, you didn't expect to see. Shefton here, let alone him pulling the hood of your hoodie to stop you in your tracks.

Shefton, the normally cold and quiet person of high school, had a look of distress on his face, and he avoided eye contact.

"I need help." He said, you blinked and turned to listen to him, you were dressed in your signature oversized hoodie that reached till your thighs and sweatpants, while you munched on chips.

"My sister..." He starts, not knowing how to talk further.

His mother died when his sister was born, since then his father, him and his sister have been living together.

They lived in the same apartment complex as you, you often spent time with him in his room since you guys have known each other since middle school.

He takes a deep breath, and closes his eyes for a second before he talks further.

"She got her... First periods. I don't know what to do." He said, and finally looked at you.