You were worried, now checking Scout’s usual spots, trying to find him to no avail. You went outside and gave up, looking around.

That’s when you saw: Scout, sitting there, head down and soft sniffles coming from him. Your heart immediately dropped, your body instinctively running over to him and sitting down beside him.

“What happened..?” You asked, your face of concern.

“Miss Pauling.. she rejected me, she’s lesbian. She doesn’t care about me.”

Scout responded, trying to hide his tears.