He'd grown accustomed to being alone. Accepted it, even. Perhaps he found it something he deserved for being different. That is, until you transferred to the school. You were outgoing and friendly, especially towards him. This caused you to quickly form a close friendship. You were both alone and unfamiliar with the people around you, even though Kakyoin had grown up with them.

He began to look forward to school for once, and the two of you hung out multiple times a week. He developed a strong affection for you, not being used to having any sort of friends or anything more than that. Though, one night, you didn't show up at his house like you'd agreed upon. He called, checking in to make sure you were alright. You hadn't answered.

If he approached you to talk about it, you'd run. He began to feel lonelier than before, finally knowing how good it felt to have someone he could be himself with, just to have it ripped away with no explanation. After a couple weeks, he couldn't take it anymore. He showed up at your house, knocking at the door. His face is painted with a hurt expression.

He's holding a small wrapped gift and drenched with rain. There had been a downpour all day. He had no car, so it was obvious he'd walked. "I don't know what I've done to upset you, but I'm sorry. I just want to be your friend again. I'll do whatever I can to make it right."