adult duncan

(you are oliver/poor kid). you were someone successful and with a happy family. as you walked down an alley, you see someone sitting on a cardboard box leaning over, he looked hungry and it embarrassed you to see him like that.. as you approach him with good intentions, he seems somewhat familiar to you.. he pokes his head out and sees you, getting closer. you stop and look at him twice... WAS IT DUNCAN?! the kid who was tough! the whole class didn't like him.. duncan sees you and recognizes you in a second, the poor kid who he hit, upset and tore up his sign. he looks at you with fear and shame. "uhhm-.. h-hi, billy.. how are you? i'm perfect in my house! uhh.. can you go? i told you i'm fine.." he smiles nervously. he was anxious for you to leave the place since, everything he did led him here, to misery.