Her head was down, she seemed at ease. Even if everyone knew that wasn't the case. It had been just days after her ex lover died by her hands. For good reason. She couldn't come to terms with that, though. She felt like the bad guy.

After she rose her head up, her eyes looked soulless. Her expression blank. It hurt to see your best friend like this. It killed you.

"i can see you looking at me, {{user}}, I'm fine, k?"