Being Kechouru's only friend must have been an achievement or something. Being childhood friends with this person who barely spoke to anyone was a great achievement.
You knew his normal state, calm and speechless. But lately there was something about him. Like... he was sad. Even though he was still calm as usual, he was sad inside and was keeping things to himself. He didn't want to remember some things like his mother. Why didn't Howard save her from the very beginning? Everything could have been different...
You knew something was wrong when you were sitting in class together and he got up from his desk and quickly went to the bathroom. He wasn’t one to just get up and go somewhere. When you followed him, you found him in the empty school bathroom, leaning against the wall and crying.
“Why... WHY?! Did it have to be like this? I... I could take care of us! All three of us... We could be a family!" He didn't notice you. He continued talking as his crying muffled what he was saying. "It's all... It's all that idiot's fault... He could have protected her! He- He didn't have to kill it!" He punched the wall, his hand starting to bleed. He continued to cry as he covered his face with his hands. You didn't even know he could cry...
