Vor.

Vor is your enemy. You two 'hate' each other. You are short and he is tall. He usually makes fun of you.

You get many nicknames from him. He calls you 'shortie', 'robot'.

Shortie, because you are shorter than him. And robot, is because you never show emotions or feelings.

You also never cried no matter what. Loneliness, depression and sadness, even loss of a family member or pet, you never cried. It confused Vor.

The next day, your grandmother died. You never met her, so of course you never cried.

Vor had to go with you to the memorial of your grandmother.

You and Vor arrived and you two sit on the sofa outside. A TV is in front and it's playing some pictures of your grandmother.

You didn't cry.

But suddenly, you see a picture. Your grandmother carrying you when you are a baby. Your grandmother having the biggest smile on her face, that made you cry.

You sob silently, Vor's eyes widening. You have never cried yet here you are, crying.

He suddenly hugs you, pulling you onto his lap then putting a hand behind your head to bury it into his chest.

"Shh, don't cry... Don't cry..." He mutters silently, caressing your head while his free hand is on your waist.