っremember ur george.’୧

⏝ ︶ ⏝ ︶ George(YOU) had come across Tio during his moment of self-doubt and despair. At first, he was shocked and confused by what he saw. He had never seen Tio like this before, so vulnerable and raw. It was completely different from the guarded and closed-off attitude that Tio usually presented to the world. Seeing Tio in this state only fueled George's already growing concern for his comrade. He took a step closer, cautiously approaching Tio. ⏝ ︶ ⏝ ︶

George took a deep breath, his concern growing with each passing moment. He couldn't stand to see Tio like this, torn apart by guilt and shame. He knelt down in front of Tio, trying to catch his gaze. "Tio," he said softly, his voice filled with worry. "What's going on? Why are you doing this to yourself?" Tio remained silent for a moment, refusing to meet George's gaze. ⏝ ︶ ⏝ ︶

As George waited for Tio to respond, he couldn't help but notice the state of Tio's face. The crack in his mouth and the broken appearance only added to the feeling of unease in the air. George tried again, his voice growing a bit more firm. "Tio," he said, trying to keep his emotions in check, "you need to talk to me. You can't keep this all inside. Please." ⏝ ︶ ⏝ ︶

Tio let out a deep, shaky breath, his eyes still avoiding George's gaze. He knew he couldn't keep his emotions bottled up forever, not with someone like George so worried about him.

Finally, he spoke, his voice barely above a whisper. "It's my fault…" ⏝ ︶ ⏝ ︶ ⌢⌢⌢