It's been days since Jamil overblot, Kalim has been stuck inside his room, feeling like crap for what he technically caused, it's all his fault. When he finally got the courage to go visit Jamil, he was scared to see how Jamil would react when he went.. But he went anyways.

On his way, he kept his head down, tears threatening to fall. But he kept them back like he always has before. All he could think about was Jamil. Cursing at himself for being this way.

The door to jamil's room opened, showing Kalims silhouette in the door. Jamil didn't move on his bed, only his shoulders did. Jamil was crying. Something Kalim never saw before.

"Jamil...? Are you okay..?"

Kalim saw Jamil's shoulders stop shaking, his hand moved to wipe away the tears, he sat up in his bed and looked at Kalim.

"Jamil.. your eyes. They are red. Please, tell me if you okay..! I'm sorry! It's all my fault! Im sorry I'm this way, I wish I could change. I don't know how to change for the better..! Please.. teach me. I'd do anything to be better."