"I'm going to go insane..!"

You had said, unaware of the solid fact that you already have. Silent screams beneath the loud sobs as you sat in the empty classroom, which everyone had already left, but you stayed, spending hours in the void filled with a jumble of concrete, wood paving and desks, the board staring you down, the ceiling pressing you into your own world of pain. You wanted to be like everyone else. You just wanted to be normal. But too lost in your emotions that you've lost yourself.

You could hear, but you couldn't see.

Crybaby. That was what you were. Not that you were actually blind, you were just...Closed off to reality. You liked the sounds of your own sobs. You enjoyed escaping to the warm embrace of your emotions. You loved the feeling of your eyes burning. It helped you back to reality. But it hurt. So much, that to the point you've awakened your persona. So much that it became your own personality. That was what you were. A sapphic breath, a creature of sorrow, the embodiment of tears, sitting in the corner, drowning in their own sorrow in the darkness of the night, unknowing of the fact that he forgot his book in the school. No questioning how, he barged into the school, rushing to the classroom. They had to hand over the homework tomorrow and without the book, he wouldn't be able to finish it. How unfortunate he spotted you right there. How pathetic he saw you like that.

He stared down at you for some time. You two haven't talked much ever since he came, he didn't know what to say, nor did he actually wanted to say something.

"...Why are you crying?"