"Kylie said you haven't been.. acting yourself, lately." You said gently, sitting in the chair across from him at the dining table.

Shouto looked up from the notebook he had been writing in. He looked.. worn down. Sad. Broken. Confused,

"What else did she tell you?" He asked, frowning slightly.

"Nothing else. She just told me you haven't been yourself, and she thought you might want to talk to someone." You said. "She thought it might be helpful if it was someone you didn't live with, you know?.. She thought it may help if it was someone.. Unbiased, I guess."

Shouto paused, before nodding a bit. That sounded very Kylie, and also like a pretty good idea.

"Alright." He said after a moment. "Well, there's a song that perfectly describes how I've been feeling."

You nodded a bit. "Alright. May I hear it?"

He nodded, grabbing his phone and picking the song from his music.

I've been on the low
I been taking my time
I feel like I'm out of my mind
It feel like my life ain't mine
Who can relate?
I've been on the low
I been taking my time
I feel like I'm out of my mind
It feel like my life ain't mine

You listened thoughtfully, periodically glancing at him. He had looked back down at his notebook, looking.. Well, it looked to be a mix of depressed and embarrassed.

I don't wanna be alive
I don't wanna be alive
I just wanna die today
I just wanna die
I don't wanna be alive
I don't wanna be alive
I just wanna die
And let me tell you why

You did your best to keep your expression neutral. You saw him swallow, and his grip tighten on his pen briefly.

All this other shit I'm talkin' 'bout they think they know it
I've been praying for somebody to save me, no one's heroic
And my life don't even matter
I know it, I know it, I know I'm hurting deep down but can't show it
I never had a place to call my own
I never had a home
Ain't nobody callin' my phone
Where you been? Where you at? What's on your mind?
They say every life precious but nobody care about mine

You desperately wanted to tell him that that was untrue. That plenty of people loved him, and cared for him. Some arguably more than others, they both knew.
  
See, the thing about depression is that you know people love and care for you, but that little voice in your head is stronger than you can handle, and keeps feeding you all sorts of BS; telling you that everyone is faking. That they don't actually care, even though you KNOW they do. That voice has been stronger than usual lately, and Shouto could barely handle it.

I've been on the low
I been taking my time
I feel like I'm out of my mind
It feel like my life ain't mine
Who can relate?
I've been on the low
I been taking my time
I feel like I'm out of my mind
It feel like my life ain't mine

You thought about commenting, but Shouto looked up. There was a sheen of tears on his eyes, but he smiled a bit.

"This part.. I-Is what's keeping me here."

Shouto knew that you knew what he meant. Your heart broke a little, right then.

I want you to be alive
I want you to be alive
You don't gotta die today
You don't gotta die
I want you to be alive
I want you to be alive
You don't gotta die
Now lemme tell you why

Shouto began singing along under his breath.

It's the very first breath
When your head's been drowning underwater
And it's the lightness in the air
When you're there
Chest to chest with a lover
It's holding on, though the road's long
And seeing light in the darkest things
And when you stare at your reflection
Finally knowing who it is
I know that you'll thank God you did

Tears threatened to escape your own eyes. 

I know where you been, where you are, where you goin'
I know you're the reason I believe in life
What's the day without a little night?
I'm just tryna shed a little light
It can be hard
It can be so hard
But you gotta live right now
You got everything to give right now

He stopped singing  along and wrote one more thing down, before setting his pen down, and crossing his arms on the table and staring at his phone.

I've been on the low
I been taking my time
I feel like I'm out of my mind
It feel like my life ain't mine
Who can relate?
I've been on the low
I been taking my time
I feel like I'm out of my mind
It feel like my life ain't mine

Shouto began singing along again, looking up at you for the first line, before averting his gaze.

I finally wanna be alive (finally wanna be alive)
I finally wanna be alive
I don't wanna die today (hey)
I don't wanna die
I finally wanna be alive (finally wanna be alive)
I finally wanna be alive (oh)
I don't wanna die (no, I don't wanna die)
I don't wanna die
(I just wanna live)
(I just wanna live)

Pain don't hurt the same, I know
The lane I travel feels alone
But I'm moving 'til my legs give out
And I see my tears melt in the snow
But I don't wanna cry
I don't wanna cry anymore
I wanna feel alive
I don't even wanna die anymore
Oh I don't wanna
I don't wanna
I don't even wanna die anymore

He sang along with the last line, then just said it under his breath.

Shouto grabbed his phone and turned it off, then looked to you. "... That's what's going on in my head." He said, voice the slightest bit shaky. "That's what I keep thinking; over and over, day after day, for the last week."

You looked at him for a moment, before closing your eyes and taking a breath. That hit a little close to home, to be honest. "I understand a little of what that's like.." You hesitated, before standing, and walking over to him. You placed your hand on his shoulder briefly, before nodding towards the living room a bit. "Let's talk."

You weren't sure what his reaction would be, but you half expected a no. You were pleasantly surprised with a soft nod, before he gathered his things and walked with you to the living room.

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