We start walking. There is a food place pretty close by so it won't take long. Yuka honestly seems lost in thought "Yo, Yuka." Nothing.  here we go again~ "Yo, yuka!" I step infront of him & he bumps into me "Ah! Oh uh s-sorry. I guess I got lost in thought." "You guess? You did. You good?" "Yeah." I punch him. "WTF JAMIE!? WHY YOU DO THAT?!" I punched him a bit hard "Because, You need to snap out of it. I don't give a shit if you are sad at the moment. We are getting food. Don't be fucking sad." People start backing away. "I really want to punch you n-" "Do it." "W-what?" "Punch me." I stand still. "Fine." He punches pretty hard but nothing that hurts. People are talking about us, saying stuff like 'Oh my~ The black haired kid sure is scary. I feel bad for the pink haired guy.' or 'Poor kid. The black haired kid sure is rude.' People are pointing when finally someone asks if Yuka is alright 

"Hey, kid, you okay?"

"Uh yeah. I'm fine."

"yo, black haired kid, that was very rude. Say sorry."

"I don't need to. he deserved it." I put my hands in my pockets.

"He did nothing wrong. You did."

"JESUS! I ALWAYS DO SOMETHING WRONG! BLAME ME FOR EVERYTHING! I'm leaving. Enjoy eating alone, dipshit. Cya." I start to walk away.

I can hear people talking to him. My eyes water. 'this is bullshit' Tears start to fall, I wipe my eyes. 'I don't want to be here. please mute the sounds' I think to myself. I grab my earphones from my pockets, untagle them, & put music on. I turn the music up to the highest. "God, I hate it here." I see that someone is selling lollipops, they arent looking so I grab one & walk away. I unwrap it & put it in my mouth. Sure, they were like $5 because they are "handmade" Yeah right. But I'm not going to pay for a stupid lollipop. What's the point?