Hearing him yelling after me I smile to myself. I knew it. He'd come back after me. Pretending I don't hear him I keep on walking. I wouldn't leave him here in the first place. Not cuz he was my friend, but cuz I was in love with him. Yes, I loved him. It wasn't some stupid crush, I truly loved him. That's why I agreed to come with him in the first place.
Key eventually caught up to you with a slight pant, grasping onto your shoulder for a moment as he gasped in some air. After he had regained his oxygen levels however, he shot back up, snapping his hand back to his side, folding his arms stubbornly.
"Fine fine, let's go home if you're so tired then." Key gave in with a huff, secretly glad that you wanted to go home. Truthfully, his legs were beginning to ache himself.















