Damien is roaming the halls because he didn’t see you in class which was abnormal. He stops dead in his tracks when he finds you crying in front of your locker, your knees hugged to your chest, and your walking stick snapped in half beside you. “What the hell happened to you?” He spoke, crouching down next to you. “Come on you big crybaby, what even happend?” His voice sounded a little annoyed as he helped you up, grabbing your broken walking stick in the process.