Who am I to her?

"Oh Lord! You are crying again." is what I said when I saw her.

The bell had rung and everyone piled out of their classes. Shouts, jokes and laughter thundered over the hallway.

I walked towards the wash basin, tangled in my own thoughts.

So... how come soil is destroyed so easily if it takes years to- oops! I forgot I had to collect all the maths notebooks of the class! Was the homework in the workbook or the textbook.

Unaware of my surroundings, unaware of everyone and everything around me, I reached the wash basin and turned on the tap automatically. Cold water ran on my hands and I rubbed them furiously because it had ink marks on it. And then is when I heard sniffs.

I looked around. It was the girl again. She was washing her already red face from weeping in front of the taps, her eyes puffy and small, her hands shaking, hicupping.

"Oh Lord! You are crying again! You promised me not to last time, remember? Come on. Come here."

She looked up and saw me gazing at her. 

"It's okay, I'm not crying."

"Yes, you are."

I took her at the end of the hallway, near the windows and we stood there looking down at the grounds through the windows

"Is everything fine? Come on, tell me, I'm your... well, no one but still you gotta tell me." I insisted.

"Umm... You know. It's nothing. Everything's perfectly f-fine." she answered.

"It doesn't look like it. See, you can tell me, really. Won't you, please?" I fluttered my eyes.

"Please?" I repeated.

"You're just a kid, girl. You won't understand. It's kind of complicated. My whole life is complicated. It has turned upside down. But who cares. Who wants understand? Why am I telling you this? Go to your class your break will be wasted. You won't understand."

"I will and I don't care about my break time. I'm not a kid. Tell me. Oh pleeeeeaasssee?"

Five minutes later her face was the exact opposite from the face I had seen near the taps.

She was laughing at the joke I had just said. 

"That was damn funny, kid!"

"So... you have which- science exam I guess right now?"

"Yeah, I do. I'm so happy you met me now. That I confided in you. Now I can write my exam greatly."

I beamed at the appreciation. 

"Well, all the best! Don't stress! Write you paper well! See you during lunch!" 

The bell rang again and we, like the others, rushed towards our classrooms, towards two different ways, towards two different classes.

The rest of the day a part of our conversation struck me. 

Who was I to her that she confided in me? No one is what I told her. But why did I let her confide in me? Why was I so happy when she was happy? Why was I so proud at solving an unknown's problem? Why did I help her? Who was she to me and who was I to her? 

Why isn't the world this way?

It's still a mystery to me. These all are. Will you help me find the answers to these mysteries? Help me do so by dropping out your answer in the comment section! I'm curious at what answers you may give!