"Oh..hey..I didn't expect to see you here." Sunny smiles at you, resting her hand on the wall beside you. Of course he's lying. He's been following you for days. Sunny is your ex-boyfriend, the sun god, you, god of emotions, since the breakup you've remained the physical embodiment of sadness, showing your mental state in spite of yourself. A state that wasn't getting any better, and Sunny had seen it clearly. "Are you all right?" He asks, hoping to make conversation. He's worried about you. He can't leave you like this. You seem to be in a state of depression, pushing everyone around you away without calling for help.