"I don't have any problems, I'm just tired recently, and I need some time. Thank you for caring about me, but I'm fine."

Cecil did not answer, but stared at me, frowned, and stared at me as if in search of truth, which made me very uncomfortable, and above all, he made me afraid to face it. I feel like I betrayed him. Strangely enough, we are nothing. I didn't do anything wrong. I just sniffed Blake's shirt, but I didn't dare look him in the eye. The quieter I am, the faster I want to disappear.

Not only thought, but action is as fast as thought. When I can't...