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Chapa's POV:

Do you ever feel like there's a certain time in life where you think about the past, and all the bad stuff comes up? Do you ever get really sad whenever you think about those times in your life that you wish didn't happen? Do you ever wish that you could change what you've done? Do you ever wish you could just cry on someone's shoulder and hear any possible comforting words that they have while in that embrace? Well, that's how I felt yesterday.

It seemed like a typical day at first, just me walking down the halls, potentially getting more and more bored and annoyed with each class. It all seemed fine until I got to my last period of the day, which was only a study hall. I didn't have any homework to do, so I decided to just scroll through the phone.

At some point, I decided to scroll through old texts of other people I used to be friends with. Yeah, that's a long story. Let me just put it to you like this, my anger problems ended up leading to an end to the friendship I used to have with that person, or in my case, people. Yeah, it's happened more than once.

Just thinking about it made me really sad. I got up and asked the teacher if I could use the restroom, and they said I could. When I left, I walked through the halls, and those times in the past kept coming up in my mind. I had made the mistake of forgetting my airpods at home, and I couldn't block out the thoughts with music. I tried covering my ears with my hands, stupidly thinking that would help, but it didn't.

I was basically stumbling across the halls, distracted by all the bad thoughts about my past stuck in my head. Next thing I knew, I lost balance, and I ended up falling down near where the stairs were. I didn't fall down them, though.

When I got back up, I scooted over to the edge of the stairwell where I couldn't be seen by any other hall walkers. I brought my knees up to my chest, buried my face in my knees, and I just started crying.

My eyes immediately started burning when the tears first left my eyes. I couldn't stop, though. There was so much coming out right now, and I just didn't stop. I just kept crying and crying up everything I had built inside. Then, I heard a noise.

I heard someone in the halls coming my direction, and I thought that if I kept my face hidden in my knees, they wouldn't recognize me. Wait, what am I talking about? Of course they're still gonna recognize me. I kept my face hidden, though.

Bose's POV:

I was just walking down the hallways on my way to the bathroom, but then, I heard something, something that sounded like...crying? When I heard it, I tried to find where it was coming from, and when I got closer to where it was coming from, I couldn't believe my eyes: it was coming from Chapa.

I couldn't believe she was actually crying. I've never seen her like this before. I didn't know what was going on, and at the same time, I didn't want to start with the questions, so I did the only other thing I could do.

I got closer to Chapa, and I slowly sat down next to her. She continued crying with her knees hugged up to her chest, and I didn't know what to say at the time. I think she must've heard me sitting down, because she leaned in and immediately wrapped her arms around me while still crying. I wrapped my arms around her and let her cry on my shoulder as much as she needed to.

Me: *softly* "There, there, Chapa. I've got you. Let it all out. I'm here for you."

Chapa's POV:

There it was: those comforting words I really needed to hear, all while being able to hug and cry on someone. This was what I really needed my entire life. Even better than that, it was all coming from Bose. While I was still crying on his shoulder, I was happy inside that he was trying to help me feel better. When we pull away, I shed another tear or two.

Bose: *softly* "I understand what you're going through, Chapa, and I'm sorry you still have to deal with it. It's not easy having a strong friendship with someone end after a long time. I know because it's happened to me before, too, so I came up with a way to take my mind off of all of it. I kept telling myself, They're just not good enough for you, Bose. I think it might help your case, too."

Me: *sniffles* "Thank you, Bose. I really needed all of this."

Bose nods as he softly wipes away the rest of my tears with his thumbs. I smiled when he did so, and to my surprise, he kissed my forehead. In fact, it was so surprising that it made me smile and blush a little at the same time.

Me: "Aww, thank you, Bose."

Bose smiles. He and I spend a few seconds staring at each other, almost completely forgetting what we were originally doing in the first place. We leaned in closer and closer with each second, and just like that, our lips met. We were both completely focused on each other, and after about 15 seconds, we pull away.

After we did, we pulled each other into another hug. I started crying again, but not from sadness this time, they were tears of joy.

Hey, so you're not gonna believe this: the first few paragraphs were basically another way of me explaining a little bit about my personal life.

There were many times in my life that easily could've been avoided, but of course, my stupid ass made them happen, anyway.

It just all suddenly came to me earlier, so I decided to basically put it all down on here, and I guess it was another way of keeping my chapters going. Some of my past content is actually based off  experiences from stuff I've heard or seen before, or thought off, I guess.

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