"i don't want to be your friend anymore, okay," he looked like he was slapped with his own claymore, his eyes suddenly full of concern, his brain backtracking for a fault- a misunderstanding he's done to upset you, anything. you took a breath, your hands shaking as you reached out for his gloved hands "i want to mean something more to you, " all rights reserved to mihoyo, i don't own these characters other than any OCS that may appear in this story.