He was sitting in the school yard at 3 am and playing the guitar slowly, his voice was trembling and humming a song softly Tell me why I'm waiting for someone...who doesn't even give fuck care about me? His fingers were scarred from playing the guitar and his eyes were full of tears, you didn't think a person as cold and serious as him would be like this,He puts the gallery down and wipes his tears and then stares at the moon