„WHAT THE F*CK?! WHAT IS WRONG WITH YOU? IS IT THAT WHAT I AM TO YOU? AM I JUST YOUR THERAPIST?" The brownhaired boy in front of me looked down on him. I waited a moment but he didn't say a word. I felt my face burning from anger. "Well then... Go do your stupid sport and cry about it with all the girls you f*ck behind my back.", I hissed. I looked deep into his eyes but they were focused on the floor. A tear flowed down his cheek. "You have a problem, Toru."