(it's fine, your post is coolio :] )<br/><br/><br/><br/>Sepiroth supresses a guilty pang as the other boy's eyes water. 'now you've made him cry!' he thinks bitterly. He blinks as the hat's snatched from his hand and pulled down low, hiding him once more. He flinches as the other boy scoops up all the things around him, seeing some of his medication being scooped up. He resists the urge to tell the boy to be careful and tilts his head. “mountain bike?”  he sounds inquisitive, and he also sounds as though he's seen that the other boy is lying. “looks like a fight wound to me, I used to get a lot of those.. but what do I know? I've never done any mountain biking in my life- uhh... b-because my father's always to busy, but I understand!” he adds quickly. “he's just to busy with his work.. that's why I've never..done.. that..”<br/><br/><br/>Sepiroth sighs as the bell goes, groaning as he's shoved out the way. “freak!” someone laughs. Sepiroth doesn't even react, just watches blankly as the others go by. Once they've gone he bends down and slowly starts to pick everything back up, he doesn't notice if the other boy's still there yet. He blinks when he hears their voice, he turns around and smiles a little. “thank you..” he says quietly as he takes the pill bottle, making sure not to touch the other boy's hand. “there's no need to apologise, it's not your fault. It was mine for not getting out the way in time.” he looks started at the offer for help. “you..want to help..me?” he asks quietly before looking down in thought. “..if you're sure then I would be grateful for it, but please let me do something for you in return.. since people shouldn't waste their time on someone like me..” he adds quietly. “and I suppose we should make a club, no one gives a damn if I'm there or not.” he adds in a normal tone of voice. He tilts his head. “why am I wearing a dress? Is that you're question?” he asks with a soft smile that turns into something much sadder. “I do not know myself.” he says quietly as he rummages through his bag and pulls out his reading glasses, he offers them to the boy. “you can borrow these until you get yours fixed, if you like.” he says softly.