Shingyouji couldn't even feel his body. He saw his arm fall, his keitai blaring the disconnected sound over and over. His face, for the longest time, was frozen in shock.
He could feel the tears, finally, in his eyes. His lower lip was trembling and in a moment, he tipped over and was crying into his pillow.
This wasn't what he wanted. He came to Shidou so his parents could fix their marriage, not end it. But hearing that bureaucratic, monotone voice saying, "Shingyouji-san, your parents' divorce has been finalized."
"Shingyouji-kun? Are you in here?" Shingyouji jumped up, turning around. He brushed the tears off his cheeks almost angrily.
"Hey, why didn't you say anything? I've been calling for the past five minutes." His roommate said, looking about his side of the room. Shingyouji said nothing back, rubbing his nose raw to not dribble out his nostrils. "Hey…are you okay?"
Shingyouji cleared his throat. He turned around, smiling from cheek to cheek. "Yea, I'm fine. I'll…I'll be right back." He swung his legs around and when they hit the ground, he ran out his room.
Deep in the night, the floor's bathrooms were empty. And that's just what Shingyouji wanted. The tears cascaded much quicker down his face and the sobs were even louder – echoing against the linoleum.
Because nobody could hear him.