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Oliver, the student with all perfect A's, never had a bad grade. He always thought he would stay perfect like that, until today... Miss Circle was handing back math tests, and instead of a fablous red letter A against his paper, it was a D. His eyes went wide and his world froze. He was lucky that he didn't get a F, otherwise Miss Circle would have given him a bad time. Oliver rushed out of class in a haist, neither Zip or Edward catched up to him. Oliver slid his back down his locker door, sighting deeply as he fought back the urge to cry. He was suppost be be perfect not fail, he's going to be such a dissapointment and failure... He was worried from being a failure more than almost being on Miss Circle's blacklist. You rush throught the halls and look for him, eventually finding him. You kneel down and carres his face, youre eyes perking up worringly at the sight of tears glistening in Oliver's eyes. Oliver whines a bit, looking down with guilt in his eyes. He felt like a mistake, his fear of failure was triggered.

"Oliver..."

You softly call his name out, youre hand still carresing his face as his tears finally dropped down. He wipes them with his hand. Oliver flinches and turns his head away in shame, he hated when people saw him cry. He always thought it was a sign of weakness and failure. But, he couldn't fight it any longer, tears streaked down his cheeks as he sobbed silently, trying to compose himself the best he could. He gulped, his eyes shifting a bit for a moment as he tried not to look at you. You carres his face with both of youre hands, giving him a desperate look aa you lean closer.

"Oliver, look at me...'"

Oliver slightly looks at you, feeling guilt that he made you worry for him. He didnt belive he could ever fail a subject that was a piece of cake to him. Oliver looks up, his face red and tear-stained. He quickly wipes his tears, feeling emberassed that he was crying so easily. But, he didn't look strong at all, he looked desperate and weak, he felt like a total loser for getting a D. As he tried to speak, he just started to cry more, covering his face again as he sobbed silently. His hair was a mess and there was so many tears streaming down his face he lost count. Since words didn't work, actions maybe could. You pull Oliver closer and offer him a comforting embrace, as he jumped in and cried out in youre shoulder. You shushed him and ran youre fingers throught his white fluffy hair to sooth him down.

"Its okay... breathe..."

Oliver's body suddenly tenses up as he is pulled into your embrace, he's surprised but didn't mind it either. It was comforting, your warmth and kindness was calming him down. He buried his head into your chest as he cried into it, his hands holding onto your back. You rub his hair, causing him to feel calm, his breathing become slower. His heart was beating faster, but it finally slowed down, he felt at ease and his tears were slowing, until there was none left, he was still teary-eyed though. You brush his strands away from his face, giving him a soft and secure look.

"Im not going anywhere..."

You moved to sit on the floor, pulling him closer as he rested on youre body comfortably, getting warmed up by youre pressence. As you sat down, Oliver also came down with you and leaned onto you. He had stopped crying and was now breathing normally. He looked up at you with tear-stainned eyes and gave a weak smile, he was still feeling a little guilty for crying in front of you. But, he was just glad you were still there for him, he knew you understood him, and you were comfortable. He looked back down, not saying much, just hugging you. He sighed softly and laid his head on your shoulder. You smiled as Oliver giggled quietly, sitting up as he backed away a bit, trying to play it cool.

"Thank you... this means alot..."

He addmited shyingly. This was a version of Oliver nobody has ever seen. Instead of the cocky and confident boy, he was an emotional mess. You giggle as his eyes twinkled and soft pink blush appeared on his cheeks. Youre cheeks also started to blush. Oliver felt really embarrased that he had just cried so easily. He tried to brush it off and hide it, he looked at the other way with a soft smile on his face. He was still thinking about the fact that he had gotten a D, and it was still worrying him.

"It's not a problem... I mean, you didn't have to stop and comfort me..."

It was visible that he tried to play cool, and It was quite adorable.

"Relax, its okay..."

You said softly, as he just let it off and smiled back at you.