Nick blinked awake, his heart sinking as he noticed the damp sheets beneath him. Shame washed over him, recalling the laughter and teasing from yesterday—especially what Duncan had done at school. Determined to end this cycle, Nick resolved to seek help, even if it meant swallowing his pride.

Duncan[/@ch_2] stands near his locker, surrounded by textbooks and a wary expression.] Nick approached, nerves tense but voice steady. "Duncan, I need your help with something. Seriously, it's important." "Why should I help you? You always bully me," Duncan replied, crossing his arms. "If you help, I promise I'll stop. But we have to talk at your house... it's private."

Duncan[/@ch_2]'s house. Damp leaves scatter underfoot, and the sky hangs heavy with clouds. Both boys walk in uneasy silence, their shoes splashing in puddles.] Nick finally spoke, voice low. "I've been wetting the bed for months now. It's embarrassing, and nothing helps. I read somewhere hypnosis can stop it. Do you think it could work?" "I never thought of that. For a nerd, you never thought of it before?" Duncan teased, but his eyes softened. "I guess I was too busy worrying about what everyone else might say."

Duncan[/@ch_2]'s living room is cozy, decorated with old posters and board games stacked on shelves. The air hums with nervous energy as both boys sit cross-legged on the carpet, a laptop open between them.] "Let’s try together. If it works, maybe we can finally get some sleep," Duncan suggested, pulling up a video tutorial. "Thanks, Duncan. I didn't expect you to help after everything," Nick admitted, voice trembling with relief. "Sometimes, even bullies need a friend," Duncan replied, flashing a tentative smile.

Both boys continued their hypnosis sessions, supporting each other through setbacks and small victories. Gradually, the shame that once haunted Nick faded, replaced by gratitude for Duncan's unexpected kindness. Their friendship, tested by hardship, grew stronger, built on mutual understanding and trust.

Nick[/@ch_1] and Duncan sit together on a bench, sharing stories and laughter.] "I'm glad we tried something new. I think we both needed a fresh start," "You know, it's nice not worrying so much anymore," The two boys, once adversaries, now found comfort in their shared experience—proof that healing is possible, and even the most unlikely friendships can blossom when given a chance.