After gaining depth… everything shatters.
Momoshiru sat next to him.
"You know, Echizen," he said, looking at his profile. He stopped and frowned at the expression on his face. "Maybe you should just forget about it… I mean… they're obviously happy… and… well, do you want to spoil other people's happiness?"
Echizen turned to him. "What the hell are you talking about, Momo-senpai?"
Momoshiru exhaled and shook his head, turning to the school's playground through the rooftop's fence. "You know what I'm talking about. I'm your friend, you know. At least I like to believe I am." Momoshiru turned to him. "Am I?"
Echizen watched him. "Idiot." He turned back to the playground.
"Hey! Rude lower-classman," he muttered, turning to the playground too.
As they ate, two familiar teammates walked through the grounds. Echizen sighed. Momoshiru turned to him once more, frowning.
"Echizen, come on. Let's go."
"I don't want to."
Momoshiru watched the guards go down and the mischievous eyes melted to clouded pools. He looked away before his heartbeats turned painful at watching his friend in so much pain.
"I don't care."
He looked back at Echizen.
"I don't care what happens when I'm not there, when the doors are closed… or when I'm there to watch. I don't."
"You sound like you're trying to convince yourself that."
Echizen snorted - eyes still on the playground. On one specific back. "I don't care."
"You know, the heart is like glass: it can only hold so much pressure. And when it shatters… it's gone."
Echizen stood. "We have class."
They parted at the hallway to separate classes.
Echizen stopped a few steps away from his class.
"Buchou."
"Echizen."
"Echizen, how are you today?" Fuji said.
Echizen turned abruptly and looked around behind him.
"What's wrong? Did you forget something?"
Echizen turned back to them with a barely noticeable sway. Fuji's eyes opened.
"No… I just… I thought I heard something…" His eyes slowly closed as he started floating downwards into some cold open space he had never been to before. "Shatter…"