Who would of fucking thought? The most rebellious gang of kids you could ever imagine, Tokyo-To's infamous GGs, all stared at Yo-Yo like he told everyone that he was actually a Rokkaku spy. All of them with iffy expressions and a sort of disgust at the speech the short ginger had just given. Yo-Yo clenched his fists at the lack of acceptance of the others, he quickly glanced at Beat. The fearless leader tried to avoid Yo-Yo's eyes, biting his lip and furrowing his eyebrows. What the flying shit, take responsiblility you fucking douchebag, was something that Yo-Yo could only think before turning away. Yo-Yo kept telling himself not to cry, don't cry, don't cry, goddammit don't cry, you pussy, keep telling yourself to not cry, you're a GG. Yo-Yo felt himself burying himself more and more in his hood, the rest of the gang just stared at the ginger with empty gazes. Even when it came to Garam, Yo-Yo's best buddy, Garam just, looked creeped out. Yo-Yo's whole body stung, why the fuck did he have to come out? Why the fuck did he sleep with Beat? Why the fuck does Beat get a free-pass? Why the fuck were the GGs treating him like a fucking monster for liking guys? Yo-Yo bursted into tears right there, in front of the empty faces of those he thought where accepting family.