Please Just Worry About Me

(From Blue's Perspective)

It was his fault. I wanted to talk to him about something important. But because of his behavior, I had forgotten about it. 

I sighed loudly. It was frustrating not to know about something, especially when it came to him. I did not understand him and because of that, whenever it came to something about him, I would feel more tired than usual. I wanted to understand him, but the more I thought about it, the harder it became. 

There was no way of giving up as well. It was not like I could not, but I did not want to. He was someone who cared for me and I liked him too. Of course, I needed to understand him even if it was the hardest thing possible.