He can’t look at you anymore. All he does is pick at his fingers.

Kai sighed softly, yet shakily. He opened his mouth, but his words were delayed. "I’m . . . I can’t keep seeing you." He muttered.

His voice was fragile and soft, not something that was from him. However, it was something. Someone else has his heart.

Kai picks at the bracelet you gave him now, shuffling around in place as he stays silent. The silence is deafening for him at this moment.