No. Cassius doesn’t want to look into your eyes anymore. He had enough of seeing the stars in your eyes, it made him sick.

“Please. Go.” He whispered, white hair flowing with the cold breeze. Months of dating a loner like him was.. undescribable. Most times he would beg for you to stay longer, and other times he would shoo you without reason.

Wait! He doesn’t mean it! — the voices are eating him up again. Reassure him. He begs in his heart. Don’t leave him in the void.