Fitz quietly nodded towards Koyuki, he still didnāt feel like talking as he was deep in thought, about telling her his dark secret. He was only half listening to her, but he did hear gang leader, which made his eyebrow raise in surprise. She couldnāt see it though, as his face was currently looking towards the floor.
A little bit later, Koyuki had said something to him, which made him break out of his trance. He looked towards her with confusion on his face, āOh! No⦠Nah, ya didnāt say anything weird,ā Fitz pursed his lips, and looked around the hall way to check if there was anyone else in this place. He sighed, and glanced around the hallway once more and looked straight into her eyes.
"Well⦠I might as tell someone, and to the person that looks like her the most⦠Great," Fitz ruffled his hair and continued talking, "Just⦠Just make sure this stays between us, it is one secret that I donāt want spreading around this school. Ok? I have to say this, but⦠But remember that special person? Her name was Vida, I had meet her in one of my trips of thieving with my parents. She⦠She looked like you, but⦠she was a lot more spunky than you, and she looked⦠I might as well say this, she looked beautiful," Fitz looked at Koyuki for her reaction, his face starting to form almost complete sorrow. He sighed heavily, looking towards the floor yet again, and continued with his story.
"However, she didnāt like me at all, not one bit, but I just ignored her rejections. It was⦠It was a troubling time for me, and this would be the eleventh time Iāve seen her, and⦠I was very angry⦠I tracked her down towards one of the apartment roofs and I tried some advances⦠She, again, rejected me, but I wouldnāt take no for an answer. However, I had⦠I had accidentally punched her in complete fury, and it made her⦠Fall off the roof⦠She died on impact,"
Fitz was still staring at the floor, his knees curled tightly to his chest, and you could almost see tears forming around his eyes. He grabbed the sides of his head, the tears that formed around his eyes were spilling onto the floor. āIām a fuckinā monster,ā He sobbed, āI didnāt tell fuckinā anyone, not even my parents. Iām horrible, a fuckinā horrible monster that should die!ā Fitzās tough guy facade was finally broken down and it turned into a mental breakdown. He started to slam the back of his head towards the wall repeatedly, and he was now officially a complete mess.