8

I rushed after Cancil as other students snickered at us. I honestly didn’t care what they did because they had proven time and again that they were nothing but bullies, and nothing good could ever come out of them, so I have to be strong about the whole thing. It was the only way that things were going to work out for me. Cancil was moving so fast, and I quickly caught up with him, pulling him by the arm.

He stared at me with sadness visible in his eyes. I had caused that?

“Cancil, please talk to me,” I pleaded.

He sighed. “Why?”

I shook my head mentally. “What do you mean by why?” I asked back. Then, I realised what I was doing. This was no way to make a friend open up to you, and it brought the opposite results. “What I mean is, I have taken you as a friend, and friends always say whatever they feel to each other. I don’t think either of us would like it the other went home sad, or angry. Please, talk to me. I could make whatever he is right,” I pleaded.

He sniffed and finally sigh