“For f**k sake, Kaito,” Lyric snapped, glaring at the boy. “Stop brooding, and just tell the guy you like him.” Kaito had been pissy at him all weekend because he had kissed Zeke. And no matter how many times he had told him it had meant nothing to Lyric, that it had been a stupid kiss from a silly dare, Kaito did not care. All that he had focused on was that Lyric had kissed Zeke.
“No,” Kaito hissed. “You know just as much as I do that he is straight.” He moved his beanie to cover his eyes, and Lyric frowned. He had picked up on it, but Kaito seemed to cover his eyes with his beanie whenever he was upset. Had it indeed been such a big deal?
“Then stop being mean to me, I’m innocent, you asshole.”
“You’re pissing me off.”
“I piss everyone off in asshole mode.”
Lyric stared at Roland,
