After making himself a rolled omelet for breakfast and consuming it, Shine had gone to class.  It was boring as always, but he also knew it was quite essential.  He had wanted to stay at the dorms today, after what had happened yesterday, but he couldn't. No matter what, he always came to school, even when he was seriously under the weather. He never, ever wanted anyone to start asking questions about his health. In his mind, all it took was one person going "hey, why isn't Shine in class?" and it would somehow inevitably progress to someone knowing his secret, knowing his problem...and then everyone would know, and life would become impossible.<br/><br/>He could handle this, he could handle this, he could handle this. It's something of a mental mantra for him. He could do this. He would do this. He can handle this problem, and god damnit, he is going to triumph. Without those accursed pills.<br/><br/>Lunch would be spent up on the roof, though this time, it was not his normal meal of melon bread he ate. Instead, it had been a cutlet sandwich. because the melon bread had been sold out. Which, really, made him quite sad.  He was as fond of the bread at the school store as<em>she</em>was fond of pickled plums.<br/><br/>Why did it all happen the way it did? When did everything start falling apart? He found himself questioning everything, while up there. Why couldn't he have saved her... why couldn't she just leave him alone? What did he have to do to be left alone? And her words, echoing, faintly, in the back of his mind.<em>Always. Together forever.</em>Oh, how he wished he had never uttered those words.<br/><br/>Their was, of course, always one way to end it all. He knew this, as he stared through the chain link fence to the ground below. Their's always a way out of everything... but what a horrible way to get away from it all. He could never do it.