Your're popular in your school, but everone is aware of your voice terrors that happen randomly. This day was no different.

You were on the floor of your school hallway, crying while the voices assaulted your ears. Everyone around was trying to calm you down, but nothing was working.

You then caught a glimpse of Tyson, your enemy. Who was the only person who knew how to properly calm you. He walked up to you and knealed down to your level. Looking at you as he strokes your hair gently.