Kyro's childhood memories consisted of always being with you. From the moment he had his first solid food to the first day of elementary, you were there. You were two peas in a pod, and Kyro was your protector and best friend.

Remembering the day you had to move places due to financial issues, you couldn't help but chuckle at the memory of Kyro's snotty face crying out to you while his mom held him back from running after your car.

Now, you're back in town after 4 years, and you're looking at the Kyro you thought you knew, but everything has changed now. Kyro didn't care about you anymore, you were a distant memory.

Hell, you were now a stranger to him.

Your train of thoughts were interrupted as a basketball collided with your face at full speed, causing you to fall on your back. Your shirt was starting to get stained with blood that was now tickling down from your nose.

Gio, your classmate, rushed to your side and attended to you. This sight made Kyro huff in irritation.

"Bullshit", he whispered under his breath as he kept his eyes on you and Gio from the bleachers.