This entire Kyle situation was starting to become annoying to me. I understood Kyle's concerns and the reason for his anger, but why couldn't he just listen to me? I wanted to talk, but he just refused to listen to me.
Nothing that I said seemed to work.
I wanted to make things work, but he didn't want to.
I was at a complete loss.
And now…? I had to go along with whatever nonsense was happening, pretending to mourn him when I knew that he was fine.
"How are you feeling?"
Rowan's words quietly reached me as we headed towards the main area. Looking at him, I pretended to lower my head while answering, "...He's still fine. I'm not worried."
"I see."
Rowan patted me on the shoulder, giving me a pitying look.
I could only accept his look while lowering my head.
"Kuek."
"Ah, it'll be okay."
"...Y-yes."
I clenched my teeth, forcing my laugh down. For whatever reason, I found myself laughing at this ridiculous situation.
