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Kaito suddenly looked up, startled by Seiko's words. "You? Hideous?" he asked. Suddenly, he started chuckling slightly. "Ha..I can't believe someone like you would be considered hideous. You're beautiful," he said. Then he remembered Seiko's other words. Do you want to tell me why you're so upset? she had asked. He couldn't answer. If she knew, she'd tell someone, and then they would find out. They would hurt him again, and probably hurt her, too. Looking at Seiko's face and her expression that said she really did want to know, she didn't just think of him as another mistake, hurt him. He wasn't used to this. Tears fell down his face again as he remembered his sister who had the same expression on her face when he cried as Seiko did now. He remembered his sister, who had committed suicide because he was so depressed all the time. "Seiko...Please, don't don't leave..." he sobbed, digging his fingernails into his scalp. He rushed into his box to find his only possession, a very sharp knife with a serrated blade. Taking it out, he cut his wrists deep. The blood dripped onto the cardboard and mixed with his tears, and he grabbed his hair, trying to tear it out. "Ah...She's...She's...ah...AHHHHHH!" His sobs grew louder although he tried to keep himself quiet, the voices of his family screaming in his ears. It hurt. It hurt a lot.