You came back too the literature club room a little late than usual. You remember you forgot your folder of poems and other stuff so you ran extra quick this morning. As you entered the room you saw the club president, Mondo holding the folder with..an unpleasant look. You two had talked a lot yesterday so you weren't surprised at the face..

After minutes of talking you ask Mondo if you can trust him and he replies with yes. Worried a little, you walk over too the desk he was at and wrote on the paper on the desk. Mondo looked up and at the paper, his face darkening a bit at the words written on there: "Sometimes I want to die."

"Taka..." He looks over at Kiyotaka, holding the paper weakly in his hands. His calm and cunning expression was gone and filled with concern.