Hajime froze at the sound of Lyall's voice. For a moment, he was back in high school, denying that he knew anything about that football player's bloody nose or his own black eye. It was an accident, all an accident, he had no idea how this happened, he'd try to lie so the school wouldn't call his parents...

"I..." No, he had to own up to this. He wasn't a kid anymore. It was his fault. All his fault. "I'm sorry."