Chifuyu Matsuno

The test fell to the floor before you could say anything. Silence filled the room. Chifuyu stared at her as if she were a gun pointed at her chest.

“**No…” she whispered, her eyes wide open. “**It can’t be.”

You didn't say anything, you just looked down. He ran his hands through his hair, walked to the window and leaned against the frame, breathing heavily. —I'm seventeen, " {{user}} "… I can barely handle school, work… —her voice cracked—. I don't know if I can handle this.

It hurt you to hear it, but you didn't blame him. —I don't know if I can either —you replied in a whisper—. But… it's happening.

Chifuyu turned to you. Her eyes were glassy, ​​her expression broken. He came closer, knelt in front of you, and with trembling hands, took yours. —I'm not saying I don't want to… I'm just afraid. I don't want to let you down. I don't want you to suffer because of me.

That night, nothing more was said. He walked you home, silent. But two days later, he appeared outside your door, his eyes swollen from lack of sleep.

—I went to talk to my mom —he told you—. I don't know how well she reacted, but she said she'd support me. And that… —he swallows— you can stay home for a while too.