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— The redhead stood quietly, in slight shock within his own guilt. Friends, did they actually see him that way? Bell watched as the door closed in front of him. The only thing happening to him was between him and himself. No one else, right? He didn't need anyone, and he was right, wasn't he? Bell slowly opened the door, his head hanging down low. Looking up, Basara stood on the staircase. The redhead stood silently, gathering the courage to speak.
"Basara." Bell finally said, grabbing the attention of the taller. He shook his head and took a deep breath, calming himself down, preventing more tears than before. "I'm sorry, for acting like this."