~❀ Hanahaki disease ❀~ || ~Kaito's POV

{ part 2 ~ "what's going on??" }

I groaned and rolled over, waking up to more hateful thought about myself

...Fucking hell... I'm such an idiot...

I eventually got up, sluggishly getting ready for school, and then trudging out of my room to grab breakfast. I walked in to the kitchen and, as usual, dad was the only one up. I saw him glance up at me, his gaze meeting mine, and he looked concerned. he went to speak; "hey.. you oka-" "don't ask." I cut him off, grabbing myself a bit of toast from his plate, then heading out to the front door. I heard him sigh and get up to go and get himself more food as I left the house to go to school

When I arrived, I tried to compose myself and act like normal, despite feeling like sh!t, people would probably freak if I started acting all mopey. I straightened myself up and walked over to my desk, being one of the first people in class for once. I sat there and whipped out my phone to check the time; the homeroom teacher wasn't there yet, so I didn't need to worry about being found out.

8:25

I sighed and chucked my phone on to my desk, leaning back and waiting for class to start.

But then he walked in. He, being Aiko Fukui, the kid who I'd been crushing on for years, and that apparently loved me back. The kid who normally was nice, happy, cute, kind and forgiving, walked in to class seeming depressed and sad, averting his eyes from the few people who were in class, to slump over his desk, pulling out a small notebook and started working through it.

...shit, this is my fault...

I reluctantly got up and walked to his desk, trying to hide any sign of regret, and trying to treat him like I normally would.

"eh?? I thought that nerds always did their homework?" I smirked down at him, and he sighed and looked away, mumbling something too quiet for me to hear

"hm? You say something?" he shook his head, still refusing to meet my gaze. "oh, good.. because there's a question I need to ask you." I squatted down so that my face was level with his; "-the hell'd you do last night, nerd? I know nothing can normally keep you away from finishing your homework, so after I left yesterday, what the hell were you doin'?" I saw him stiffen, but he didn't respond

Something's definitely up with him...

"hm? Not gonna awnser huh?" I grabbed his arm, lifting it so that he'd have to face me, but to my surprise he grimaced, like it hurt or something. I mean, sure, I grabbed him, but not hard enough that it'd hurt!

Then I noticed he was wearing his blazer. It was summer, way too hot for wearing something like that,

he's hiding something...

"...oh, wearing your blazer, are you..?" I stared him right in the eyes, trying to hide my concern "..show me or I'll have to freaking take it off myself.." I was worried, I could tell, but I didn't want him to know it, so I tried to hide it by smirking more and more.

"fine! I'll freaking show you if you wanna see that bad!!" he raised his voice, seeming agitated, and causing me to pause, surprised as he practically ripped off his blazer.

I stared blankly at his arm; it was covered in bandages, stained with blood "Aiko... what the fu-"

"Don't call me Aiko!!!" ...i've stuffed up badly this time...

He then continued to rip off the bandages, revealing cut scars all down his arm.

"...what the hell...." I staredblankly at the scars, not being able to keep up that tough act anymore, concernoverwhelmed me as I stared at his arm that was covered in scarred cut wounds.