You can see he's not alright. The way his eyebags look darker and darker every day, the way he barely speaks anymore, the way he stopped taking care of his hair.

You knew those were signals, but no matter how much you tried, he wouldn't tell you what was going on.

He was one of the strongest, after all. He could handle it.

That was until one night, you found yourself kneeling before him. Suguru didn't even look at you. He was too busy looking at the wall.