A short blond boy, seemingly around grade 8 or 9, was staring around at all of the chaos, his hazel eyes widened with anxiety. His blue uniform had been torn and was covered in dirt, he seemed absolutely terrified while glancing around as if looking for something- or someone. Eli took a deep, shaky breath to try to calm himself down, his gaze falling onto you for less than a second while he mentally searched the crowd. POV: “Shit, where is she.. She wouldn’t just run off like that..”