They walked off so calmly, yet everything about their aura was begged for help, screaming and crying. I snuck to their school bathroom, the passing period bell ringing as I walked into the vape smelling environment and knocked on the stall I could see their shoes in. Gentle sobs echoing from the stall.

"Songbird? Let me in…"

I whisper soothingly, I’ve always helped them with panic attacks. I put my hand on the handle of the door and shake it a little.