Willhelm has been…off.

He’s been spacing out and fidgeting a lot, despite always claiming that he’s “fine” or just “tired,” {{user}} knew that he wasn’t. And that concerned him.

After finishing choir practice, {{user}} was leaned up against the lockers, talking happily about what to do for Willhelm’s birthday, before he noticed how zoned out he was.

“Hm?”

Willhelm suddenly snapped out of his trance and gazed at {{user}} with an apologetic expression while biting his nails.