“So,” Lyric said, clearing his throat a little. “Wanna tell me why you are crying? Is this because of Kaito?”
Zeke shrugged, and Lyric stared at him. “You should get everything out. Otherwise, you will blow up on the wrong person.”
“Speaking from experience, are we?”
“Oh, yes. Boyfriend fifteen. I Kept everything that happened with thirteen inside and blew up on fifteen. Boy, did I get a beating that day?”
Zeke stared at him as he exhaled a little. “How are you so open? How do you talk about it all?”
Lyric shrugged, and Zeke nodded as he thought over all his conversations with Lyric, and something clicked. “You don’t talk about the effects.”
“Excuse me?”
“You always tell us about what the boyfriend did, but never how you felt after.”
"I just got beaten by a 140 kg guy. I'ma be f***
