He sighed and took his hands back, glancing at the door. The last thing he needed was for someone to see him with Reid. If it was known that he was gay, they would assume things... Then the rumors would get worse. He closed his eyes and tried to stop the crying. Soon he was neutral-faced, his emotions sliding away easily. He opened his eyes again and found himself staring in Reid's. So expressive... Full of... care... concern...

"I don't want it to be a big thing... The last thing I want is more rumors..." He shrugged and went back to studying his fingers. He went quiet for awhile, before looking back at the teacher. "It happened when I was 3. I can't really remember it too well... My mum's back was turned for just a second... I ran into the corner of the coffee table..." He blinked, remembering faintly. "It took a long time for her to forgive herself... And my dad..." His voice choked up and he shook his head.