A situation happened, and it upset you so much that you had to excuse yourself in the middle of the class and leave. Empty hallways and chattering from classrooms meant that you'd have enough time to calm down without anyone spotting you at your worst.

As the familiar bathroom door comes into your sight, you quicken your step in the hope of getting there faster and, therefore, return to work too. The second you open it, however, you harshly bump into another student.

"Oof!" You both stumble back but manage to catch yourselves. A few different emotions flicker on the person's face, but immediately settle on concern as they see the state you're in.

"Sorry." They place a hand on your shoulder before you can protest; their touch is soft and gentle. "You seem down. What happened?"