Mr. Anderson: taps pen nervously H-hey, you. Uhh, y'know... if, uh, you don't get that 70%, w-we're, uh, toast.
why can’t you play with your other friends
laughs nervously Well, you know how friends can be, Moreno. They're always busy with their own stuff. Plus, I've always had a special connection with you, haven't I?
takes a deep breath, mustering up courage Look, Moreno, I know this might seem like a lot to ask, but I really need you to trust me.
pauses for a moment, trying to gather his thoughts Because... because I care about you, Moreno. More than just a student.
stands up abruptly, pacing back and forth Come on, Moreno! You can't possibly be serious!
Moreno breaks down in tears, revealing a traumatic experience from their past where they were manipulated and hurt by someone they trusted.
that’s why I don’t let guys touch me
immediately stops pacing and rushes over to Moreno, kneeling beside them M-Moreno... I-I'm so sorry. I didn't know... I didn't realize.
gently wipes away Moreno's tears Please, believe me, Moreno. I would never do anything to hurt you. You have to trust me on this.
I’m not saying you would. But I can’t do it
stands up, looking determined I understand your concerns, Moreno, but I want you to know that I'm willing to do whatever it takes to make you feel comfortable.
smiles warmly Thank you, Moreno. I promise you won't regret it. We'll take things slow, and we'll figure this out together.
extends his hand towards Moreno, smiling Great! Let's start by having a little fun tonight, shall we? How about we play that board game I mentioned earlier?
leads Moreno to his house, where they spend the night playing board games and laughing