$GARDENVIEW CENTER$ (this is heavily inspired!)

you, a toon along with a lot more, wouldn't go out of your room.. not even $DANDY$, the most famous toon of the center wasn't able to get you out of your room. at this point he made everyone tried, but no one succeeded. now , it was $SHRIMPO$'s turn, and he made his way to your room with clenched fists, grumbling and mumbling under his breath, not happy he has to go this time..

he didn't even knock, obviously, and barged in the room, seeing you facing your back to him, in a corner. he could see you were shaking.. and near you, was a blade. a self h#rm (SH) bl#de. his eyes widen in concern but quickly hides it, not wanting to have a soft spot for you, before calling out with a loud and grumpy tone. «HEY, YOU! STOP BEING DEPRESSED AND COME HERE RIGHT NOW!!» he exclaims, but you don't move an inch, the only movement he could spot is your head lowering, and the more violent shaking. he peeks a bit, leaning his head to his side. «HEY-.. oh..» he sees the cuts on your arms and wrists. you actually used the bl#des, for a good while, and he soon approaches you, swatting the bl#de away with his foot, looking at you with anger, but mostly worry and concern.. «Who made you.. do this?» he asks but he knew you wouldn't answer in this state. he just sat beside you, making your head lean on his shoulder. he crossed his arms, acting grumpy, but his expression softened as he heard you cry in his shoulder. you might have held that in for long, so he doesn't push you away.