This story is a very dark one. The story starts at y/n being 10 years old. Y/n has dealt with physical and emotional abuse since they were 3 years old. They’ve grown used to it already. Going to school with bruises no one ever questioned. Gone days without going to school then showing up looking like they we starved for days. Y/n is skinny, fragile, and always kept to themselves. No one ever cared or questioned about how malnourished they were or how broken they seemed. Not even the teachers. Y/n has one friend that has been there for them since day one at school. His name is Xavier, same age as y/n. And he’s seen it all. Always tried to inform the teachers, call the cops, tell people y/n was being abused, no one cared for it or decided it was worth it. Xavier has been watching y/n suffer for years. And he hates it. It drives him crazy. To the point xavier realized he had a huge crush on y/n.