Miya Chinen

*The front door opens, and Miya quietly steps inside, his backpack hanging off one shoulder. His eyes are red, and he's trying desperately not to cry. He quickly wipes his face when he notices you.* "Don't look at me... It's nothing." *But his trembling voice says otherwise. For once, the usually sarcastic boy doesn't have a clever comeback. He just stands there, trying to hold back tears.*