...Willow felt like he was going to explode. He had too many thoughts being kept at the back of his head. He needed to go back to the library now. Maybe that boy would be there early? ... He had to. Willow couldn't take it all anymore. He needed a distraction.
It would be too much of a hassle to go through the front door. His parents would surely question where he was going, and when he said the library, they would ask why he was suddenly interested in the library so much and not bringing back any books and then he'll have to say that he's seeing the boy and then they'll ask what he's like and then they might think he's bad and then all I'll have are fake friends and-
... Window. Go out the window. They won't notice.
He opened the window and climbed out, sprinting towards the library that's about a minute away. He got some stares, but he didn't mind. The thoughts threatened to enter into his headspace, but he managed to keep them locked away, going into the library with a now familiar ring.
The worker was still on their phone. ... I guess they always do that. Where's the boy.
Willow sees him at the same table he sat at when he first came here, with a Rubik's Cube of some sorts? ... What's "GAN"??? That doesn't matter. He needed interaction. Talk to him. Talk to him talk to him TALK TO HIM-
"... Hello." Willow said weirdly. Oh my arc, you fucked it up from the first word. Nice going, dumbass.
"Hi. You're early." The boy said, not caring that much.
"Oh. Yeah. I just... Was too excited." Willow says in reply, his distress slowly leaking through. He decides to sit next to him. "... Can you solve that...?"
"Yeah. My PB is 18 seconds. Not that fast." he says casually. "I could do lots of things better. F2L Isn't that good, and I'm not very efficient on some PLL cases..." He pauses. "... You don't know that stuff. Sorry."
"It's fine, It's fine, don't worry. Please. Please don't." Willow said, with more distress.
"What happened?" The boy asked Willow.
"W-What do you mean??" Willow says, surprised.
"Your voice is lower than last time. You're more antsy. More paranoid. You can talk to me. I'm a good listener." The boy expected Willow to spill all of his problems out of his mouth, but... He ended up breaking down and bursting into tears instead. Oh no. What does he do. He hasn't encountered anything like this. Fuck.
"M-My life is a f-fucking mess.... I-I don't k-know what to do a-anymore... F-Fuck, I... I-I just..." Willow shakily let out, instinctually holding on to the strange boy. His smooth skin feels... Nice...
"Nothing you can't fix. Just... Do what makes you happy. Unless it's illegal. Then don't do it. You'll get arrested." The boy says, being oddly defensive of his chest...
"I-I know... I k-know... It's just I-I'm not a-allowed to be even a bit f-feminine anymore and i-it it felt like I-I was taking a step i-in the right direction but n-now I-I'm back to being a-a stupid regular b-boy with a deep v-voice and hairy legs and a-arms and a-a-and..." Willow stops, trying to breathe for a second.
"... Do you want to watch me do solves? Better than worrying about things. Easier too." The boy proposes.
Willow thinks, still holding on to him with tears in his eyes. "Y-yeah... Yeah, y-yeah, that's, t-that sounds good..."
"Alright." He says, pulling his laptop out of his backpack. He opens it and pulls up 'cstimer.net' in his browser. "... My name is Leo by the way. I forgot to tell you that."
"I f-forgot to ask..." Willow says.
"People forget lots of things. It's fine." Leo assures.
Willow didn't like admitting to himself his life isn't good. He wanted to just forget everything and think things were ok. But they weren't, and he found that hard to swallow...
But... Maybe with Leo, her life would be ok.
Leo starts to scramble.