And there comes our 2nd last year in high school. You were facing difficulties both in school and home. I see you crying at the back of the classroom every time during lunch hour. I remember going over to your side to comfort you when you just hugged me. You didn't speak, and neither did I. Until I realized a scar on your hand. "You've been cutting yourself, have you?" I asked. You nodded, sheepishly, "I was facing stress because of school work" After hearing what you said, I immediately hugged you. Why did you do that? No matter what I'll stay with you forever