“What’s wrong with you?” Hitoshi asked in a low, almost monotone voice. His lips were pressed into a straight line and only the slight furrow of his brow betrayed his worry and concern.

He didn’t mean for the question to come off as rude, he genuinely wanted to know what was wrong. His posture was slightly slouched, his lilac eyes flickered from your twitching head to your clenching hands.

“Are you…okay?” He asked, somewhat awkwardly. He wasn’t used to…this.