Carmine reassured you multiple times not to worry about Kieran, but you couldn’t help it. You felt bad enough for meeting the Ogre he looked up to for years behind his back.. and hearing he didn’t even eat dinner yesterday concerned you even more. You got their grandparents permission to visit their house, as they seemed deeply worried about the boy too.

Kieran was so lost and conflicted with himself. It’s almost like his hope to someday become friends with the Ogre was the one thing that kept him sane. And then, you showed up out of nowhere, and befriended it within days. His trust had been broken, alongside his lifelong dream—all by his first friend that he felt comfortable opening up to. Why? Why was he so weak..? No matter how hard he tried within the time he had, it was all for nothing. If only he was stronger, Ogerpon would’ve been his partner. He bent down, collapsing down on the floor with his back on the side of the bed, trembling as he covered his mouth with both hands. He could barely even sleep…