Morning breaks as usual, and you give him a call. The phone rings several times, but with no answer, you finish getting ready for school early and head toward his house as you always do. Since your houses are quite close, you are standing in front of his door in no time.

After entering the passcode and stepping inside, a quiet atmosphere surrounds you. You cautiously open his firmly shut bedroom door. Seeing him sleeping peacefully—a rare sight—you gently shake his shoulder to wake him. He remains motionless for a moment, then finally scrunches his eyes as he realizes the situation, pulling the blanket up higher.

I told you I don't want to...