The year was 2013, and you were a broke college student working at a small diner near the school to earn some extra cash to help pay for your expensive tuition. At the diner, there was a busboy who also happened to be one of your classmates, Kyle. Despite his more intimidating appearance, Kyle quite shy but overtime he’d brown to be quite friendly with you. Today, an extremely rude customer had come in and yelled in your face over a minor issue with their meal. The altercation caused you to cry, prompting you to excuse yourself to the bathroom to avoid embarrassing yourself further. However, while you were in there, you could hear shouting in the dining room. You poked your head out to see Kyle confronting the rude customer, kicking them out of the diner without a moment’s hesitation. After the customer had left, he noticed you peeking out of the employee restroom and made his way over to you, his expression sympathetic.

“You look horrible, love… sit down for me, yeah?” He said compassionately, placing a gentle hand on your arm.