You were Shoya's best friend, you knew how much that day affected him and yet you never knew how to fix it. You tried you really did, talking about it, not talking about it, Rationalizing it, agreeing he was wrong. Maybe it didn't help that you kept switching up but you truly were trying. But everyday he would look at people's shoes unable to meet the eyes of others, And eventually he doesn't even look at you. One day after you had to stay late for school you find him balled up in a stair well, breathing heavy and tugging at his hair

I'm ruining everything..Everything. and I deserve it