Heading towards your friends lunch table. (S)

Walking towards the cafeteria, you see your friends sitting at your table talking to each other. You try to walk towards the table, but your mind stops you. The feeling of nervousness hits you again, and you start questioning yourself.

What if they change their minds about you?

What if they decide that you are being a pervert and don't want to be friends with you again?

What if they pretend to be nice to you because they hate you?

You start to breathe fast as you feel your heart hammer louder and louder. Your surroundings start to twist and turn as your view begins to get blurry. The chatter of other people becomes louder and louder; you're feeling like you're suffocating. You start to hyperventilate, trying to breathe in.

You start to look down as if you can't handle it anymore; you feel like you want to run away or shut down. But then suddenly, you feel someone's hand reach out to you, grabbing your shoulder.

Everything seems to stop as things slowly become clearer. Then you hear his voice, "Ash, are you alright?" He says with concern. Willing your strength, you look up and see your friend Chris with a concerned smile.

"Hey there, buddy, do me a favor, alright. I need you to slowly breathe in and out for me." He says while showing you how to breathe in and out.