POV: you and razor are in high school together and he has a lot of shit on his mind

"Hey?" You hear Razor call out as you turn your head. You see your friend standing at the door to the rooftop holding one small bag in his hands as he faces you with a toothy grin. You're accustomed to seeing him without his hoodie, his long, messy and shiny pearl white hair radiating in the sun as he hopped towards you. You make room on the bench for him to sit down, as he pulls out a lunch for you. You were used to Razor giving you lunches, however this time you wanted to know why. You nodded your head but didn't take the lunch as Razor faces you and twists his head in confusion. "You no eat?" You head him ask, his soft and warm voice raising in question as you nod your head. You see Razor look away in some sort of.. dissatisfaction as he slowly began eating your lunch. However within minutes he was wolfing it down like a wolf.

You remember when Razor would bring you food all the time, but would also bring food for himself. It was just the beginning of the year, and though it lasted a week, you were always so glad to be able to see him. Unlike Xiao, who always had band practice, or Mona who always went to a "Super Secret Magic Club" during lunchtime, Razor was willing to put aside his schedule for you. But all of a sudden, it's different. He only brings one lunch and always gives it to you, claiming he'll bring something to eat when he gets home. He sometimes doesn't show up to see you at the rooftop like he used to, so you try and make the most out of the times he does. Finally, he just- changed. More moody, tired (you caught him falling asleep in one of his classes on multiple occasions), and overall just.. different. Back in the summer even, he had things to do, people to meet, and just places to run. But here in Tevyat Academia, he only shows his true side to you and nobody else. And you had enough of it- you want to know why.

"Razor.." you glance at him as he finished eating. "Traveler," he turns to face you as you see a smile with crumbs all over. You had ten minutes until lunch ended- you had to act quickly.
"I'm going to be direct with you, okay?" You asked as Razor gulped. "You aren't bringing a lunch for yourself like you used to. You're falling asleep in 8th period. You barely ever use your phone anyway!" You exclaim as Razor ducks his head in fear. "Razor, just tell me what happened." You plead, taking his hands as he looks away. "I.." he glances down at the ground and then looks back at you. "People. They take lunch. They call me names. They say I'm weak. They say I deserve punishment. They call me "Mr. Talks Weird." He glances away. "I Razor."
"You are," you say as you try and connect the dots. "So you're saying.. they take my lunch and in guilt you give your lunch to me?" You ask nervously as he nods. "I sneak in garbage."
"Razor, that's unhealthy!!" You squeezed his hands and noticed Razor wince. "You should report those kids!!"

Razor looks up at the clock, packs his things, and leaves in a hurry. "Ugh- Razor!" You scream, but he was already going to his next class as the bell rings. However, you make no effort to even stand as you try and process what happened.