There once was a boy, raised the same as the rest, he was told to hold it in if he ever felt like he wanted to cry. Years went by like this and the boy is now in highschool. Highschool is already proving to be a nightmare straight from hell, but he had one bright side to it all. He had made a friend, a small, pale fragile looking girl. She was extremely protective over him immediately after their friendship had started. The boy stayed near her as much as he could, it felt as though she was his safe haven. As they continued through highschool the boy became more and more sad, and the girl strongly encouraged him to talk to a counselor, she even offered to go with him. Only with her by his...