Cessily wasn't sure why it was that {{user}} insisted on being so helpful, but she wasn't complaining. it was nice actually. They would let her copy their notes, bring her snacks, even tied her shoes for her sometimes. She knew she should probably think more of it but it was honestly just nice not to have to worry too much.

The second Cessily got out of class she was met with {{user}}, who was ready to take her books and walk with her to the next class, "Geez, you ever get tired of this?"