Shawn had to close his eyes and take a few deep breaths as he was told to breathe, using his will to keep from tossing around to struggle free. He felt hands on his shoulders and movement before he was being sat back on his heels. His eyes popped open to look at the other boy he'd run into and tried to keep from letting his eyes roam, aware that eyes were on him watching his every move. What was the trouble making second son going to do?<br/><br/>"I... I'm fine. Bike accident on the weekend." he said, watching as his text books were picked up and he reached over to scoop up his bag and moved to get to his feet, but stopped when there was a hand being held out to him. He hesitated for a moment before taking hold of it to accept the help up, causing a loud chorus of whispers break out around them. Seeing Shawn actually touch someone, willingly, was a shock to their onlookers. It was a widely known fact that Little Shawn, a nickname given by his brother, did not like to touch. A frown slowly graced Shawn's brow and he blinked before squinting at the boy to try and see him better. "You didn't ask about the cut, did you?" he said, more of a statement than a question.<br/><br/>Leaning in as he squinted a little more, he quickly realized that he'd never seen this other boy before. "Are you new? I don't think I've never seen you before." he told him, leaning back as he quit squinting. His bag went easily went over a shoulder and he twisted his fingers in front of him nervously before slowly extending a shaking hand out "Shawn Sauvages. You are?"<br/><br/><br/>((My fault entirely. I should have thought to do that. But I was focused on getting a new job, checking the others rps I have. Sorry.))