Sand sat back down, his body trembled, his eyes did too.
Hiro could sense, his pain and regret, his features only became more downhearted. He have lived this his entire life, at a tender age. Hiro imagined if it had been him, he would have broken down a long time ago beyond recovery.
"My parents never looked at me ya know" Sand began, as the tears stream down on their accord, his shoulders shaking as sobs wrecked through me like a knife to his heart. He clenched that area as the pain became too unbearable.
"It was bad enough they were never home, but it was like I never existed. Like i was a ghost in my own home, I was dead to them and I began to feel that way too. Only my grandma saw me, she kept saying it wasn't my fault. But I knew that ain't true", his fist clenched in a tight hold.
"If only I didn't wear that headset, I should have known, known he went out to play" the tears streamed down more, he sobs.
