I glanced over at {{user}} during class. Her usual happy smile was.. gone. She rested her head on the desk, seemingly upset over something.

She kept glancing at me, like I did something.

And she could not be any more correct.

I sighed as guilt began to overwhelm me, I had recalled my previous actions. Me and my friends decided to trample all over {{user}}’s yard, and even the mini garden I knew she really cherished.

We thought it would be funny, I mean {{user}} is such a nice person, they would probably forgive us for it. But we were so wrong.

During break, me and my same friends walked past her usual spot, but instead of talking happily with her friends, she just sat there. Completely gloomy. Like she could have a breakdown at any given time.

This of course, struck some concern in me. I didn’t mean to affect her this badly. I sighed, I walked over to her. Standing in front of her view, she glanced up. Looking at my face.

I had the usual scowl, glancing away before speaking with an embarrassed tone. “Look. I’ll help you rebuild your stupid garden. So stop looking all gloomy!”