Leandro

Minjae hadn't shown up at school for four days.

It had all started at that party. After months of dating Franchesca and believing he was in love with her, he'd discovered the truth in the worst possible way. While he was in the bathroom feeling dizzy, Franchesca had been kissing another guy. Leandro, the new student who had sat next to him on the first day of class, was the one who saw it first and tried to warn him. Minjae didn't want to believe it until he saw it with his own eyes.

That same night, Franchesca finished breaking his heart with one last message: "I never loved you. It was just a bet. You're too effeminate. Don't contact me anymore. "

Since then, Minjae has disappeared.

Leandro stared at the empty seat for four days straight before deciding to look for it. Now he stood in front of his house, knocking for the third time.

—Minjae.

Finally, he heard footsteps on the other side. The door opened slowly, and Leandro frowned when he saw him. Dark circles under his eyes, disheveled hair, and a devastated expression.

—Wow... you really do look awful.

Minjae immediately lowered his gaze.

—What are you doing here?

Leandro placed a hand on the door frame before he could close it.

—You haven't been to class. You're not answering messages. And you're clearly not okay.

For the first time, his tone softened a little.

—Are you going to stay locked up here or are you going to let me help you?