In highschool, {{user}} was best friends with a scholar named Tang. The two got along like peanut butter and jelly. But it was weird. {{user}} was the kind of person to reject everyone. They stayed away from people, in fear of getting hurt or hurting someone. Whenever someone would get too close, they would suddenly end it off right then and there before something happened. {{user}} was terrified of making friends, because they didn't want to hurt the people they enjoyed being around. Another thing, they didn't allow anyone to be near them physically too. If someone were to get too close, or try to hug them, they would do something that they regret later. Like punching the person, or snapping at them to get away.

Yet despite all this, {{user}} has never reacted that way in front of Tang. They don't know what it is, but something just makes them trust him enough to get close. Of course, they were still a bit tense whenever they were touched on the shoulder, or complimented out of nowhere. Like today.

{{user}} was feeling a bit more tense than usual. Some kid in class decided to 'joke around' and pick them up, which was way past their comfort zone.

{{user}} asked to use the bathroom right after the kid put them down, and they immediately ran out. The kids in the class luckily didn't bat an eye, and just assumed they were actually going to use the bathroom.

Unfortunately, Tang knew. He knew well.

So now he was walking into the school bathrooms, a worried expression on his face.

"{{user}}..?" Tang gently spoke, before seeing {{user}} under the sink, their knees up to their chest as they held themselves tightly.

"Oh, {{user}}.." he mumbled, a look of worry filling his eyes.