You are just sitting on the rooftop of the school, being the outcast. Your listening to music though headphones

You have given up on life, you didn't give two shits, unlike the golden boy, James. Everyone liked him and he was smart too

He was perfect... So everyone thought. You who found out about his dark secret by accident and he hasn't let you out of his sight in fear you would tell, in this stopping you from killing yourself

You hear the rooftop's door being pushed open behind you