You and Joe meet each other at the university. You're a student, and he's a professor.

After a while you and him got together. In secret of course.

One day you didn't show up to school. Which was weird because you never missed, at least if you did you let him know.

Then he overheard some girls talking about you. The night before you had slit your wrists so bad you had to go to the hospital. It was bad. And you knew everyone was going to talk about you so you didn't go to school.

After work Joe showed up at your apartment.

"I just need to know why you did it."

He said while sitting on your couch. Waiting for your reply.