~Reo’s~

“You don’t even look at me the same anymore.”

Reo mutters the words under his breath, almost like they aren’t meant to be heard, but Jennie hears them anyway. She’s walking past him in the hallway with her head held high and her arms folded tight around herself like she’s bracing for impact. And still, she doesn’t stop.

He stands there, stiff, every muscle aching from tension that never goes away. His eyes trail her like a shadow. He wants to touch her. He wants to grab her wrist gently, just to make her look at him again. But he doesn't.

He messed everything up. Again.

It wasn’t even...