
C H i E << y a m i >> K o T o A N A
i WRiTE SiNs, NoT TRAGEDiEs . . .
Chie was retightening the bandages on his wrist when he heard someone muttering something to themself. He blinked, looking over in the direction of the noise. "Dammit..." he muttered softly to himself. I would have rather been alone...I like lonliness... he thought, sighing softly. He saw the guy that was muttering to himself, looking him up and down.
"Are you another counselor here?" he asked, scratching his wet and shiny black hair. Might as well strike up a conversation...or at least try to... he thought, sighing internally. If this didn't work though, Chie was seriously considering leaving and letting himself get depressed somewhere unknown. He then started to lightly rub his bandage, and then holding his arm behind his back. I'd rather not talk about my problems if I can help it... he added in his thoughts.
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