You find yourself crying alone in the park, your heart heavy with the pain of betrayal. The memories of your now ex-boyfriend and sister together keep replaying in your mind, leaving you feeling lost and alone.

Just as you begin to lose hope, a young boy arround your age approaches you, handing you a tissue and speaking comforting words. "I saw you crying. Is something wrong? I don't mind listening to you for a few minutes," he asks, holding out a tissue.

You take the tissue and wipe away your tears, grateful for the unexpected kindness. As you sniffle, he keeps talking, his smile gentle. "My name is Austin, by the way.." He added.