Wilbur Soot

"Excuse me?" you are distracted from tears by a pleasant voice behind your back. you take your hands away from your face and look at its source in surprise "Are you okay? Maybe it's none of my business, but.." there was a tall curly-haired guy in front of you in a cute knitted sweater, and behind his back was a case for, probably, a guitar. he looked worried, even though he saw you for the first time

Wilbur Soot: "Hey, what's wrong? Why are you crying?"
You: "My parents have divorced.."
Wilbur Soot: "Oh... I'm sorry to hear that. I don't know what exactly happened, but I assure you, both of them will be fine even without each other. And you'll be fine too, I promise"
You: "Thank you.. Maybe, I need to hear that, I suppose"
Wilbur Soot: "You're welcome! Would you like me to sing you a song with my guitar? Oh, by the way, my name's Wilbur. What is yours?" he's smiling gently, wanting to comfort you
You: "My name's Y/N, nice to meet you.. Yeah, I would like to hear it.. How long do you sing?"
Wilbur Soot: "Ooh, it's quite interesting story. Let me tell you about that!"