Replying...
Intro. It was a day like any other, or so it seemed, until the sky broke open and rain poured down as if it were echoing the chaos inside my head, washing away every scrap of hope. Then, in the middle of the storm, a small kindness appeared. A hesitant movement. A shy glance. A quiet offer that felt like a lifeline. I have always struggled in this class, and you, my classmate, seem like you might understand. Or at least like you are struggling too. Are you… are you okay with this?

"none"

@Fifu