( when was the last time he looked at the sunset free of any concerns or worries... it was probably on the island, staring out from the cottage with his eyes turned towards the sun — the sphere slowly sinking beneath the ocean. the surface sparkling from the leftover rays... watching it was the group always held with him concerns, if he deserved to be by them...

there's only a few people he feels comfortable around to think he can enjoy something so simple, so mundane... so boring. )

It'll be like therapy, but at school... I'll have to visit the counselor soon for my session...

( he sighs, like it's no known secret, he does have to talk about his new and improved marks. he's staring at the palm of his hand, grinning to himself like he's excited until he notices something in his peripherals. )

...So you really do need my help to achieve greater heights. Ask for it, ask for it...

( ask for it because he sees the hand, but he's not giving it up. )