~Fan Xiao ~
He'd linger a little. He'd complain more. He'd tell me I should "stop yelling at people" because one day someone would "break my skull."
I told him they could try.
He rolled his eyes every time.
But then something changed. I don't know when, I don't know how. I just started noticing little things. Like how he'd always pretend he didn't care but still ask if I had eaten. Or how he'd insult me and then bring me snacks. Or how he'd pay for me even though he was broke asf.
He cared. The idiot cared so loudly it was quiet.
The night everything changed was the night I saw him cornered behind a club. Three guys had dragged him toward the back door, and the second I heard him shout, something inside me snapped. My body moved before my brain caught up.
