A/N: Past the halfway mark now…
"There was a time when I stopped talking. Just like you. My reasons were a little bit different, but I think the feelings of being ashamed of myself and hating myself are the same." – Yuki Sohma
A Rat in a Shadow
6. But I think
Slowly, he lost heart. His brief outings were grey and bland in a sea of colourlessness. He still wanted friends. Companions. People who could look part the rat and see the human in him. But that wasn't to be found.
He stop protesting. Stopped trying. It was easier that way. Easier to not wish. Not think. Just conform.
But a part of him – a small, pitiful part of him – clung to the hope that he would find someone, someday.