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It has been a few weeks since Jamil overblot. Everyone tried to give back to normal, but it just seemed difficult… Kalim tried his best to act normal and happy… But it was impossible because at the end of the day he was alone. Jamil doesn't check on him anymore because he made actual friends and he is doing amazing. He's having fun, smiling, enjoying his time at school and he loves it.
One day Kalim is still in his room barely able to hold everything in, but he doesn't want to let anyone know he's struggling because it will ruin his perfect happy mask he puts on… He forces himself to down melatonin every night as he sleeps alone. His perfect white hair is now always messy and is tangled, his clothes are the same from a week ago, he has empty melatonin bottles on his floor, and he hasn't gotten out of bed in three days. His teachers don't mind because he does all his work and gets straight A’s.
That evening he knocks on Jamil’s dorm's door. As Jamil opens the door he sees the tired kalim.
“Why are you here? And why do you look like death is looming over you?” Jamil says as he crosses his arms and leans against the door frame
“I was going through my room and found your old stuff and thought you would want it back” Kalim says softly like he has given up on trying to keep a smile. In his hands are just clothes like sweatshirts.
Jamil looks at Kalim for a bit… “ You look like you got hit by a truck." He snatches the clothes and slams the door as he rolls his eyes.
Kalim just stands there for a bit before leaving… His best friend… The person who he could always trust had been the one to back stab him… Why should he even care anymore… Thinking about it only seems to hurt him more… Once he is back in his room he slowly lays down and starts working on homework trying to distract himself from everything. Before he knew it, it was already 2 am. His homework is finished for the next week and with nothing else to do he decides to take a shower. He sits in the shower for hours… By now the water was freezing but he didn't care because at the end of the day there was no point to care. To him, there was nothing left to care about… No friends, no work, all he has is his family but they are back in Scalding Sands not here… In the end it's just him… Alone… In that shower.
Soon the sun was rising. He got up, turned the shower off, dried off, and got dressed. Soon he heard a knock on his door. It was Jamil and he looked pissed… behind him was Azul with Jade and Floyd.
“Um did you need somethin-” kalim was cut off by Jamil shoving him
“Did you try to leave this just so you would talk to you!” Jamil is holding one of kalim’s necklaces… It must have fallen into the pile of clothes he had to give back to him but before Kalim can speak Jamil cuts him off again.
“God! Why do you have to be so needy all the time! You always make me feel trapped! You're just doing this stuff so I would keep talking to you! You need to. Give. Up. Now." Jamil throws the necklaces at him before crossing his arms.
“... I didn't mean to leave this in the pile… It probably fell in… I'm sorry for wasting your time.” kalim just apologized… What else could he do? Jamil was already mad so telling anything else would just make it worse.
“Jamil, maybe you need to relax a bit” Azul smirks a bit as he says it."You're so convinced he's trying to talk to you again, but did you ever think he doesn't like you anymore?” Azul whispers in his ear while Jade and Floyd snicker.
“You need to relax more. I mean first you ask us if we were pranking you or working with Kalim so he could talk to you. From where we stand it's a bit… Hm how should I put it… Obsessive” Jade smirks as he says it like he knows what he is doing because he does.
“Guys stop it, you're just getting him mad for no reason. I admit I accidentally dropped the necklaces. Everything is fine.” Kalim says in his normal soft voice. He knows Azul and the twins are just trying to mess with Jamil to get under his skin and make him paranoid.
Jamil’s fists turn white because of how hard he is clenching them. "All of you. Shut. Up.” Jamil looks ready to punch someone. Like he is on his last straw.
Azul smirks and the twins snicker even more
“Oh calm down big boy we're just stating you are desperate for your constant attention-” Floyd sayswith a snicker but just as he finishes… Jamil punches… Kalim right in the face.
Everyone freezes… Kalim is on the floor… His lip is split badly and is bleeding more than just a normal split. Azul and the twins are in shock. No one thought Jamil was actually going to hit someone let alone the one person who was being understanding. Jamil just stared at Kalim, fist still clenched.
“Next time watch where you're putting things." Jamil turns and leaves.
Azul snaps out of his shock and goes to check on kalim's lip… It's bad… The punch caused his teeth to stab into his lip which split it pretty far down… This will definitely need stitches.
Azu sighs. “What is your pain level, and don't lie about it. I need to know how bad it is” Azul presses a cloth on the split lip.
“... L-like a six” kalim says as he tries not to spit out blood.
Azul nods and helps him up. With an arm under his arms, Azul helps Kalim to the school's infirmary. After around 25 minutes Kalim's stitches are done and he goes back to his dorm… He keeps an ice pack on it trying to make the swelling go down.
After the first few days the pain went away in his lip. He was back to answering questions in class, and eating normal.
… Kalim tries to think of a way to apologize to Jamil… Maybe a fruit basket? No he would buy it and Jamil will think it's just a bribe… Maybe a… No… Wait! He finally has an idea…