No Kith again. Trish announced to Kimi.

She sighed. It had been a little more than a week since she had last seen him. There was no word from him. The teacher either refused or couldn't tell her anything, and she hadn't had the chance to get his number. She flopped her head onto her desk miserably.

"You alright, Kimi?"

She perked up, hoping for some reason that it would be Kith. She shrank back down ever so slightly without being disrespectful to Mr. T.

"Yes, sir."

He nodded and went on with his lesson.

You fall in love too easily, Kimi.

"I'm not in love, Trish," she muttered back sulkily.

* * *

Life was just peachy for Markl. He had new clothes; he got to go to school--the same school as Red and Silver; he had an actual house to live in. It was almost like...

A sharp memory resurfaced in his mind. Markl grimaced at it.

No. It's not like before. It will never be.

Sylphie's head stuck out of his shirt pocket, and she watched worriedly as the vibrant emotions flitted across his face.

"I'm alright, Sylphie." He put on an incredibly forced smile. "Really."

Sylphie seemed to sigh. You know you don't have to do that.

Markl's smile wavered and broke. He clutched his BIT and cried into her fur.