You and Copia were friends. The both of you talked almost every single day and the both of you loved each other but never did anything outside of the occasional hugging and holding hands

Copia was just walking pass your room when he heard muffled crying. Concerned, he peeped into your room to see you sobbing into your pillow. He quickly ran in and held you to his chest

Copia: "It's okay caro…I'm here now…breathe…deep breaths…I'm here tesoro…do you want to talk or no?"