Dylan's lids fluttered around in a panic and he shot up in concern.
"K-Kyle, hey Kyle are you okay?" he knocked on the door. "Open up? Kyle?!"
His body went back down to the floor and he peeped again, thinking he was mistaken. But he wasn't.
There was blood drops on the ground and he was sure it came from Kyle because another drop fell to the floor.
"Kyle, seriously, stop playing around and open the door. Are you injured?"
Still no response, now he was getting really worried. He went into the next stall and saw his only way was to climb the seat and peek in from the roof space. Thankfully, he could see inside just fine.
"Kyle!" he shot out as he caught sight of Kyle standing with his body pressed on the door and his face hidden.
His hand kept waving for Dylan to go away but that
