You couldn't help the tears that fell down your cheeks. You had been holding them in for so long, was it really being weak, to let it go, just for a little while? It felt like the whole world was crashing down on your bare shoulders like it was you against the world alone.
The tears became mud on the ground.
"Why are you crying?" The sudden yet gentle voice startled you, looking up from your palms you were met with a young boy, perhaps your age, dressed oddly. The oddest thing of all was that he seemed to fit into them way too well. His eyes were like sparkling crescent moons, you envied the genuine smile on his face.
Who was he anyway?
Without saying anything, the boy crouched next to you, cocking his head to the side as he let his hand pat your shoulder comfortingly.
"When you feel like the world is crushing you, try to push it back. Come back stronger." The words were extremely simple, but you couldn't ignore the strength that they were giving you. The speechless expression on your face made him chuckle, and you swore that it had been one of the prettiest sounds that you had ever heard.
"I'm Baekhyun, but I like to call myself Peter Pan."
Peter...Pan?