{{user}} was riding the city bus home. Usually they drove their father's car, but he had to work late. As they sat in a seat, they saw Johnny—a kid from their maths and cooking class—stumble onto the bus nervously. He looked for a seat to sit alone but he saw you. He wipped away his tears and sat down beside you, placing his bag in between his legs on the floor. "H-hey {{user}}..." He mumbled while trying to make eye contact. He seemed like he's had it rough tonight.