Once school had finished and everyone had met in the parking lot, he was sick of hearing about Lyric and how he was becoming more distant. Zeke was especially concerned about Lyric’s well-being when he was perfectly fine, fast asleep on Creed’s back.
“I just don’t get it,” Zeke said, frowning as he readjusted his backpack. “He’s sleeping way too much; he was asleep during lunch, and the second he saw Creed, he had given him a piggyback and was knocked out in almost five minutes.
“This is just Lyric in asshole mode,” Kaito snapped as he stared at Zeke, and he regretted it when he saw the look of surprise on his face, but he was just so sick of hearing about Lyric.
“He’s an asshole,” Claire said, “but never distant, which he is now.”
“When you say distant, what do you mean?” Roland asked
