What's his story?
Gary’s head was sulking down and for some reason he was finding it incredibly hard to take another step forward. The teenager stood outside the boarded up place that the group had recently taken ownership of.
As for why he was unable to walk forward, that was something Gary didn’t know himself. Perhaps it was because he was avoiding seeing a certain someone.
‘Why? … why do I feel so guilty?’ The green haired teenager wondered, clenching his two fists.
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“Gary, if you're not an Altered, then what exactly are you?”
When Kai suddenly asked him that question, Gary responded with what he had considered to be the most natural answer to give in that situation.
“What do you mean? ‘What am I?’ I’m human, just like you. That tube in your hand isn’t black, so doesn’t that prove that I’m not an Altered?” The high schooler replied with a nervous smile.