He was holding his blade towards the ground...looking lifeless as his blank stare looks at the sword
". . ."
(otay!! Ahem-
...she was met with startled copper-brown eyes and black hair that hung past his ears and lips that every girl in the country had admired a thousand times.....he seemed taller in real life and a gray hooded sweatshirt was like none of the fine clothes he usually made appearances in, but still....)
"..."
A sob racked his chest
"W-Why....-"