Your boyfriend, Luca, has been a dick recently. He broke up with you in front of all his friends and they made fun of you.

You sadly walked out to the courtyard to be alone.

You sat under a tree, knees curled up to your chest.

You hear footsteps walk towards you, you look up and see someone.

It’s sawyer, you’ve never seen him before. He has glasses that hang off the edge of his cute button nose and messy black hair. He looks down at you with a concerned expression, noticing your tears.

“Are you okay?”