Trust Fall

Part 1

Today is just one of those days. One of those days where you're pessimistic about everything, and you just want to crawl in a hole and be perpetually antisocial.
    I exited the school as I felt a sudden rush of depression. It was digging a hole in my heart, and it was like nothing could fill it. I did the opposite of every method there is to deal with depression, I bottled it up. I pulled out my headphones from my school bag and put them on, hoping to drown in the continuous jams of pop music. As I step foot in the MTR, I noticed that it was nearly empty, then I remembered: It's already 10pm because I watched Grayson's football game, which I extremely regret going to. Suppressed thoughts I tried to hide came back from the football game: Why did he do that? Did I do anything to him? What is wrong with him? What's going to happen now?
    I take off my headphones, and hear the irritating sound that is the continuous noise of the train moving along the railway, as well as the howling of the wind. Every stop the train makes, I look out the window, and see different groups of people: some are cuddling couples, some are families of 4, some are alone, all waiting to go home.
    In the midst of my contemplation, my phone rang. It was my mom. She texted: 'Are you coming home for dinner sweetie? I cooked your favourite tomato soup!' I wanted to go home and pretend everything is okay, but tonight, I couldn't, tonight I needed space. 'I'm going to Grayson's for dinner. We have this math project to do.' I replied. 'Ok, be careful honey!'
I turned off my phone, or else I'll get sucked into the toxic yet addictive nightmare that is social media. Why do I say that? Because I know that if I go on social media I'll see the egotistical photo of the narcissist I detest the most right now: Grayson.
    I take of my headphones, and hear the best sound in the word. Silence. I stop. I breathe the air around me. I take a deep breath. I keep walking.
    I am trying to forget what happened today. In this moment, it seems that time halts to a stop, it seems like silence is the only sound, it seems like there is only me in this unfair, depressing world.
    But I continue walking, I hear my boots clicking along the pavement, I hear the continuous beeping of traffic light. A dozen cars stop in front of the traffic light and shine their headlights. I hear a jumble of footsteps as a myriad of pedestrians cross the road.