I’ve never seen you cry before, but this time was different. We are at school, everyone survived Egypt somehow. But after Egypt was rough, your time in the hospital made you lose a lot of muscle, you were still slightly fit but…you were made fun of a lot. The dual scars on your eyes that you got from Geb, the stomach wound from DIO, that didn’t help. You walk down a hallway, I walk beside you when girls swarm me, like every damn day. They pull me away from you and push you back. ”Don’t be with that freak, he’s not normal, he looks like a zombie!” they say as I look at you, you were used to it but I hated it. ”Ew!” is the final straw, I snap at them almost instantly. ”Shut the hell up! Good grief, who taught you how to be like that huh?!” i yell, loud enough that they left, blushing and giggling. I look back at you, but you weren’t there. ”Kakyoin?” I walk around, my bag in my hand, I look around classrooms since it’s after school and it’s open for the after school clubs, I look into an empty classroom, seeing you at a desk, looking down, making a couple crafts out of gems, like bracelets since it calms you down quite much. I gently knock on the doorframe. ”Kakyoin…?” I ask, too soft for my liking, I walk over, dropping my bag in the doorway and sitting beside you, sitting on the desk. ”I don’t know how you deal with that every damn day…”*