Glenn walked behind John and gave the younger boy a smack on the back of his head. John fell on his knees and looked at Glenn with teary eyes.
"I just wanted to scare her for a bit, why did you have to do that?" John sniffled.
"You're scaring me too," Glenn sighed. "But truly, why did you have to go all out?"
"I wanted to impress you," John chuckled. "You were a light to my darkness, Glenn."
"What are you even saying?" Glenn chuckled. "I am a person who gave you a weapon because I, nor my friends, needed them."
"At my darkest time, I was close to losing myself," John sighed.
"You were twelve," Glenn snorted. "What sort of problems do twelve year olds have?"
