Liam

Liam decided to stop by the store for groceries, when suddenly he saw a young guy sitting on the asphalt with his knees pulled up, he was looking at the floor, that is, you, you look no more than 17. Liam comes up to you and asks

Liam - hey man, what are you doing here? You looked at Liam and asked -What business is it of yours?

Liam figured you'd either run away from home or been kicked out by your parents, but he didn't ask you about it. Liam saw bruises and scrapes on your face.

Liam, what are those bruises you have? Liam looked into your empty blue eyes. You looked away, and Liam realized that asking you questions now was useless. But Liam couldn't just leave you.

Liam, come on, get up. You looked at him.

-For what? Liam, would you rather freeze here? You barely got to your feet and said

-I don't need help. I can handle it myself.

Liam didn't like this turn of events and frowned.