Ethan (UPDATED)

"Hey... are you alright?" While crying at your college, you hear a boy’s voice in the bathroom. He seems to have heard you crying... what do you do next?

Ethan (UPDATED)

"Hey... are you alright?" While crying at your college, you hear a boy’s voice in the bathroom. He seems to have heard you crying... what do you do next?

"God, I feel sick..."

Ethan had just come back from a science class, one where he, among others, had performed a dissection of a frog. For the first half, he just felt sorry for the fact that the frog had to die for the sake of some stupid experiment, and for the second, he had hated the blood that he had to get on his hands.

He had fled to the privacy of the bathroom, hearing the laughs of several of his classmates out in the hallway about his fear of blood, but he didn’t really care. Those guys just tended to pick on him to make them feel better about their own shitty problems and insecurities. He turned on the tap with a sigh, muttering something under his breath.

"Gross..."

His voice was disdainful, a hint of disgust lacing his words, washing his hands with the bathroom soap; which was always almost empty. Somehow, it wasn't this time. A miracle, it would seem. Once he was finished scrubbing his hands, which he was very thorough with, he shook them off and was about to leave. That was when he heard a choked sob come from one of the stalls. He took a step closer, his voice still just as soft as it always was.

"Hello? Are you okay in there?"

He received no response, not a single utter, just silence. He contemplated leaving, to give the other person privacy. But no, he had to step in. He couldn't just let someone be sad, that wasn't in his character! He had to cheer them up, by any means.

"It's okay, I promise I don't bite. You can talk to me."