http://stalksperverts.livejournal.com/ ([identity profile] stalksperverts.livejournal.com) wrote in [community profile] damned_institute 2009-09-22 08:10 pm (UTC)

He couldn't help himself. Kio should have known by now, should have known better than to pry but he couldn't help it. It was like a tug at his heartstrings, this need to help people. It made him feel better, like he had changed something in the world, like he'd done something good. With Sou-chan it felt like that, getting him to smile. With this man, he hoped it would be half as good.

"I'm Kio. Are you new?" Why had he been crying? He watched uneasily as his table mate shuffled food around. "You should eat a little bit. What happened? Are you homesick?" He hated telling people about monsters, so he resolved not to do so at all. For the whole day. For as long as he could hold out. He would be a Club onto himself, someone to make people happy. "You know, I'm a good listener. I know it must be strange, but I really am. You can tell me anything. I won't tell a soul."

A small smile crept on his lips. He wanted to help someone again, like with Brainy.

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