The Libero's eyes was almost empty, maybe think too much isn't a good thing.
No one would say that he was Noya, the fired up boy.
Anyway, he decided to took a seat on a bench in the train station.
Noya was walking around the city.
He needed some time on his 'own space', but he didn't told anyone. . .Because he'd come back.
Kazuo would certainly get worried, even if Noya didn't wanted it, he didn't wanted anyone to worry about him, but it would happen.
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