Sean was damaged to say the least, our first encounter was proof of that. They say first impressions matter and they weren't wrong most of the time.
Sean was damaged, but that's not all he was. He was smart, adorable, shy, strange, and funny. Being damaged just came with the job.
VERRRR! VERRRR! A loud machine cranked out a harsh sound it was seemingly forever ago, but I remember it clearly. I passed through a room and sighed. I heard a gasp and a loud CLANK!! and looked over, had he saw me? A small looking boy with brilliant blue eyes and black hair stared at me. A large knife was on the floor hinting towards the earlier clank sound.
"W-w-wh-hoo a-r-re yo-o-u!" The confused and shy boy stumble on his words. I was tempted to make a joke, but then I relized the seriousness of it all.
The clues to sucide, number one the scars that littered the boy's out held wrist almost all ran long ways across the bottom of his wrist to the bend of his elbow. Number two the knife that had landed