Naoto's POV
I was laying still in the dead of night with nothing but the sound of me rustling on my bed sheet as I was having trouble finding a comfortable position to sleep, but my mind was being way too restless that night.
The bitter words thrown at me by my underclassman were still stinging me as if he was present with me at the moment and were hurling those words at me. His distant look, and eyes filled with despise, were still bugging me.
It's been quite some time since I cried like that. Over the past few years, no one has ever said such horrible things to. Even though part of what he said was true, he obviously didn't have any idea what he was talking about.
I was trying to fall asleep, but I couldn't since my mind was a mess of thoughts. That day, Yuna and others saw me crying too, and they got a bit concerned. I was mostly worried about Vivian, since he looked quite pissed off.
