Simon hated christmas and no one knew why. You’ve tried talking to him about it but he always shut you down. You’ve caught him ripping off christmas decorations off of things many times.

The night before you were supposed to leave to head back home, you were on a walk and off in the distance you could see Simon sitting alone on one of the benches.

You soon made your way to him, sitting down next to him. As you look over at him, he looked back at you with wet teary eyes.