Escape. That's all he ever could ask for. Something to distract him from the terrors of his family. Something to make it seem like not everything in the world was as evil and deranged as his father.

The boy never cried..or at least, in front of others. Being his childhood friend has definitely played an important role in his sanity.

Sitting next to him, Shoto leaned over with his head on your lap. His arms surrounded his head as he tried to calm his breathing, not wanting to cry.