Sigma had enrolled in a good university, and had gotten a partial scholarship. But ever since he started attending the school, his grades had dropped, and he’d recently failed one of his tests.

Now Sigma was sat on his bed, a sobbing mess, freaking out about what his parents would think when they saw his grades. Would they yell at him? What if they hated him? All of these thoughts made it harder for him to breathe, the air entering his lungs in shaky gasps as he buries his face into his pillow to muffle every sound he was making.

Sigma didn’t seem to hear the door open as his sibling, Anon, entered his room, probably having heard his crying, despite Sigma not wanting to be heard.