Yosukes pov

I woke up with dry tears on my cheeks. I was confused on why I was crying but then the memories came rushing back and I felt like crying again. Two people died last night and one of them tried to take my life. Who can I trust in this crazy place!

Just as I was about to roll over and sleep again I heard a loud knock.

"come on yosuke you gotta get up sleeping all day isn't good for your mental health" it's Kiryu.

I opened the door and he greeted me with a smile.

"hey buddy how are you feeling?" he asked.

"like shit" I muttered

"that's good! As long as your feeling something I'll think you'll be alright"

I couldn't help but laugh at his weird logic.

"hey don't laugh it's true! If you went all numb then there would be no hope for you"

"shut up dude" I said punching his arm lightly.

"for real though we should get you some food you don't look so good" Kiryu said worriedly

"don't worry. I'm feeling a lot better now that you're here" I said reassuringly

"that is my job" Kiryu grinned

We walked down to the dining hall arm in arm. Maybe there is someone in this school I can trust.