You'll Be Fine

Heavy wheezes, a face flushed in blotches of a sickly kind of red, spreading down the boy's neck and arms- that was all in which could be seen to heard if one was to look at the black-haired boy at this point in time. Laid down on one of the cheap couches in the room, eyes wide with fear as his nerves spiralled out of control and his usual cool fled from him quicker than...