Kaito felt shock, a tiny bit of heartbreak, and a wave of sadness overcome him when Luka stopped him.
"S-sure. I'll be nearby if you need me, Luka-san..." He walked away, but not before pointing to the piece of debris that held Luka's now-dry clothes.
Kaito followed a make-shift path until he ended up in the nearby forest. What was I thinking, thinking that she would like me? Kaito thought to himself as he walked up to, and then behind, a tree, wanting to be out of sight. "DAMMIT!" he yelled, punching the tree, only to feel a wave of pain flash throughout his hand. He winced at the pain, bit it back, and sat down at the base of the tree. Luka-san was right all those times back at home; I really am a baka...
He heaved a sigh. Tears welled up in his eyes. He looked up into the blue sky and began to think to himself. He wanted to be back home, but he was stuck on an island without ice cream, a possibly broken hand throbbing with pain, and a pink-haired girl who probably didn't share the same feelings for him as he did for her.
I know she's with Gakupo-kun, but...ever since that performance of Gladiolus in Tokyo...she's the one person I can think about.
He looked a few feet in front of him, and his eyes grew wide when he realized what he was looking at.
I-impossible...how can a flower like this grow on an island in the middle of nowhere?
He was looking at a Gladiolus flower.