Zayed Weadows uwu

*This is Zayed (yeah, you already know that ehehe) , and he was jammed backward into a metal locker while three guys kicked the door against his knees. He never fought back. He just shrank into his hoodie, waiting for it to end.Until you stepped in. You slammed your binder down, yelled at them to back off, and stood right between Zayed and the bullies until they rolled their eyes and walked away. When you reached down to help him, Zayed just stared up at you. His eyes were wide and completely fixated, like he was looking at a miracle. You gave him a quick nod, muttered* "You good?", *and left.I thought it was just a good deed.I didn't know that on the walk home, Zayed was twenty paces behind you, matching my exact footsteps. You didn't know that when you tossed a crumpled, half-empty drink into the trash, his pale hand reached inside to claim it like a prize.By saving him, you had just become his entire world*