After school, I tried to call the optician on my way home again. Something was wrong with my phone, and no one picked up anyway. So I sat quietly in the back of the limo and listened to a voicemail of Tamaki's.

"Kyoya! It's me, Tamaki! I'm sorry about being so annoying... I just want to help you! If you don't want my help, that's fine. But I'll still try to help you no matter what! Even if you keep pushing me away! Sometimes, you just have to help people when they need it most... Oh, and I think the twins might have found your notebook... Okay-well-sorry-gotta-go-bye!"

The message should have made me irritated, but it actually kind of made me glad. Tamaki cared enough to help me. Not even my dad did that. It's nice to know that at least someone cares about you.

The limo pulled to a stop, and I exited carefully. I made my way up the steps and to my room. I tried to do my homework. Again. But I couldn't. Again. Everything was just so blurry! It was frustrating!

And that's when my stomach growled loudly. I paused in my angry thoughts and glanced down to my abdomen. It was then I realized that I hadn't eaten in over a day. I hadn't eaten lunch or dinner the day my glasses broke, and I skipped breakfast and lunch today. It had to be after dinner time, yet no one had bothered to remind me to eat.

I scolded myself and strolled leisurely to the kitchen. I opened the refrigerator door and felt each of the shelves. Pleasantly surprised, I found a Snickers bar. Isn't this American candy? What is it doing in my fridge? Whose is this?

"Hey, Kyo, what are you doing?" My sister asked as she appeared next to me. I showed her the candy bar.

"Do you know anything about this?" I asked quietly.

"You act like it's a bomb! I bought it for you recently, silly!" She smiled. I stared down at the candy in surprise. "I thought you'd like it since it seems practical."

"Practical? How so?" I inquired.

"It has peanuts and caramel. The peanuts have protein, and caramel's your favorite," she explained. "It fills you up and tastes good at the same time."

"Practical and efficient," I observed thoughtfully.

"And you over think things still," she laughed.

"Do you want to split it?" I suggested.

"Oh, I don't know. I got it for you," she replied.

"And I wish to share it," I retorted.

"Well!" She giggled. She paused. "Why don't you share it with Tamaki?"

"Tamaki? But you're here now," I protested.

"Take it to school tomorrow and share it then," she requested.

"Very well. But why did you think of Tamaki?" I questioned. She snorted.

"Believe it or not, he called me earlier in a panic, wondering if you got home okay. He cares about you, Kyoya. Be nice to him, he's still very impressionable," she softened.

"And naive," I chuckled.

"Just share the candy. It'd make him happy," she called over her shoulder and exited the room. I rolled my eyes and studied the candy bar in front of me. I couldn't see it very well, but from her description, it was going to be delicious. And filing. Twix are similar. I like Twix.

I laughed quietly at my thoughts and continued to search the fridge. I found nothing to satisfy my hunger and returned to my room disappointed. I laid on my bed as the hunger started to gnaw away at me.

The wasn't the first time that this had happened. I had a chronic problem of forgetting to eat until I was pretty hungry. I could always ask the maids to fix me something, but what if there weren't even any nearby? What if I got lost trying to find one?

I mean, I know this mansion better than I know my own father, but I can't see. I could still get lost or break something.

No, it was just better if I stayed in my room. I could try to set my alarm clock because I refuse to be late to school again.

With that in mind, I grabbed the device from its place on my nightstand and held it close to my face. I tried to read the buttons-I really did, but they were all blurry. I set the alarm clock in my lap with a frustrated sigh.

How could I let this happen? Why would I let my guard down? Why did I take off my glasses?

Now, I can't do my homework. I can't get ready for school. I can't get ready for bed. I can't find anything to eat. I can't even SET MY ALARM CLOCK! I can't guard my notebook. I can't walk around without getting lost. I can't protect myself. I can't even WALK WITHOUT TRIPPING!

I'm completely defenseless. Renge was right. I am insecure, but it's more than that. I'm afraid. I suddenly can't do anything without screwing up!

Will my father ever approve of me, knowing that without my glasses I'm useless? Does my sister really care about me, or does she just pity my defenseless state? Do Mori and Haruhi think that I'm weak?

I shook my head, as if that would shake away those thoughts. I can't afford to think like that. Allowing myself to spiral into depression and anxiety isn't of any use to anyone.

I decided that I needed to go to bed early. I tried to set my alarm clock one more time before I got ready for bed. Again, I surrendered and went to bed in a t-shirt and boxers. But I set an alarm on my phone as a precaution, because I knew that was reliable. And then? Then I was unconscious.