I was a little taken aback by what he said. "Seriously?" I can't believe my question.

"Until now? Don't tell me that until now you're still having anxiety?"

"Yes, I am." The answer was while continuing to eat, I couldn't even swallow even a piece of rice today.

"Are you depressed as well?" I can't take my eyes off him, I want to look into his eyes but it seems like he deliberately bent down and didn't show me his eyes.

"Yeah,"

"Don't tell my mom about th--"

I already knew what he wanted to convey so I didn't let him finish speaking.

"I won't! Don't worry Xander."

I answer...