Violet saw Jacob standing outside the washroom, leaning against the wall with his arms folded over his chest. He looked up and opened his mouth to say something, but nothing came out when he saw her red, teary eyes.

She looked down and tried to leave, but he blocked her way, making her look up at him, frowning.

“Le-Leave…”

He smiled sadly, seeing her stuttering. He knew better than anyone that whenever she was nervous or scared, she stuttered.

“Why were you crying?”

She ...