It was after Gregson trial...

you heard a knock on the door of your place.

when you opened, you found Kazuma drenched in rain, with his hair covering his eyes, wich were puffy and red.

his hands clenched.

you immediately let him in concerned, and gave him a change of clothes and helped him dry up his hair.

right now, you both were sat on your bed.

he was speaking of what he just found out about...his father.

you could see he tried to keep the teats in, but some managed to slip away from his eyes.

you quietly reached up to dab his eyes with an handkerchief delicately, his tears getting dried up by the cloth.

he looked at you with a vulnerable and broken look on his face.