[Toki grips the edge of the sink and tries not to cry. His non-friendship with Kano is a bad subject. He was crying earlier today, to some girl he didn't even know, about how he missed Kano. He left such a big hole. Looking up into the mirror, his reflection seems tired and hollow. Not... healthy, like he's trying to be.
He sighs and goes to turn on the shower. He pulls his shirt off and almost laughs at himself in the mirror, because what the fuck is he doing? His torso and arms are covered in marker and paint and it's the second time today that he's admitting to himself Maverick was right. He's insane. He doesn't know if he's going to get better, or just better at hiding it.
Toki runs the water as hot as he can stand it and doesn't come out of the bathroom for forty minutes. It takes a while to scrub all the eye drawings off. When he opens the door, he finally answered Yuya's question.]
no subject
He sighs and goes to turn on the shower. He pulls his shirt off and almost laughs at himself in the mirror, because what the fuck is he doing? His torso and arms are covered in marker and paint and it's the second time today that he's admitting to himself Maverick was right. He's insane. He doesn't know if he's going to get better, or just better at hiding it.
Toki runs the water as hot as he can stand it and doesn't come out of the bathroom for forty minutes. It takes a while to scrub all the eye drawings off. When he opens the door, he finally answered Yuya's question.]
I don't know.