Noxan didn't know if it was out of kidness, Love or just logic.He didn't wanna risk anything so he kept it by himself.He didn't ask Sylas and stopped flowing around.
He was scared of the consequences,he already had this type of situation once.
His old classmates wanted to go eating in the afternoon break ,they told him plans,places and times.They were nice to him, wich was something he still doesn't dare to stick out.As if the fire stopped to burn but started to help.
Noxan took that as an invitation and came with them,his old classmates didn't have a problem with that at least that was how it shined.
He followsd them , noticibel but not actively.How the waves follow the moon but only in secret.They started to include him, they asked him questions and exchanged opinions.
In the restaurant ,he was the only one not buying anything,he didn't wanna make sure to act properly and also eat properly that was to much for his mental stage back then.The water tension was already fragile and now he didn't wanna add a drop.
He started talking a little but,so he doesn't seem like a "follower" who listens to commands, even though he didn't get any commands he didn't wanna be understood wrong.
With them was Noxans primary school friend since 2 grade,he came from a far away country and was alone,Noxan offered his help and they understood each other well,he hell and guided him like the wind guides the waves.
He stood up and quietly but filled with a burning rage said
"Noxan go now,or I will go"
Noxan was confused and overwhelmed
*What did I do ,did I annoy him.I was always there for him,I always helped him,I always listened to him.WHY IS HE BETRAYING ME*
Noxan collected his thoughts,stood up and took his bag,he walked out the door without a word or without a last lock.
He didn't wanna cause a scene about something so meaningless for the others.
As he walked home his head hurt,and spun like a tornado warning to break free.Noxan was so shut down with his mind that he nearly got into a car accident because he didn't look or thought where he was going.
A sailor lost in the Pacific Ocean.
His mind started to play with him,it showed him pictures of him dying in every corner,no matter where he looked there was a dead body caused by suicide or accidents.It was curse not wanting to dry off.