Sana found Tzuyu the next day, reading in the corner of the living room. "What's that?" When she found Sana sitting right next to her, Tzuyu tried to scramble away but was stopped by Sana holding on to her by way of a back hug. "Why are you scared of me?" Tzuyu had frozen when Sana had touched her. "What did I do?"

Tzuyu shook her head as something hot feel on Sana's arms. Sana took one arm from Tzuyu, the second one still securing her captive. It looked like just water. . .

Sana spin Tzuyu around and lifted her chin, sweeping the soft curtain of hair too the side. "Tzuyu, talk to me. There's nobody else home, you will talk to me even if I sit here all month waiting for you to talk."

"Eyes."
"What?"
"Your eyes."
"What about my eyes?"
"Those same eyes I used to look at every day, every night. They made me love, they made me cry, they even made me song with happiness on some occasions. But in the end all they did was teach me that trust and love were nothing but lies to give life a sparkly cover that hid the gritty addiction, death and pain that really makes it world."

Tzuyu shrugged Sana of and went to her room to hide from her own truths.