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KamuKoma Part Two:

“And that’s it for today. Have a good evening everyone,” my professor said, wrapping up class. 

I sighed, glad that her lecture was finally over. Luckily, she was letting us off easy since we had just finished a big project.

I began to walk to my dorm. As I did, I recalled the events that happened earlier today. Suddenly, I felt a buzz.

I reached my hand into my pocket to take out my phone. 
Hey Komaeda, it’s Izuru :)

I laughed to myself. He didn’t seem like the type to use smiley faces. 
Hey Kamukura-kun. How was your day today?

I looked away from my phone and crossed the street. My phone buzzed again.
Nothing big is happening at the station, so it’s fairly normal. 
It buzzed again.
How was your day?

I read what he sent, not realizing how much I was smiling.

Why was I smiling so much? Did I really have feelings for Kamukura-kun? Even if I only just met him?
Ah, it was long. My teachers didn’t assign any new work today, so I’m feeling quite lucky. 

I sent another message.
But anyways, about tomorrow, what would you like to do Kamukura-Kun?

I waited a moment for his response as I made my way home. I didn’t get an immediate response from him, so I put my phone back in my pocket and walked up the stairs that lead to my dorm.

I opened my door and layed my items on the table close by. 

-TRIGGER WARNING-

I anticipated, waiting for Kamukura to answer. It had been about 30 minutes that I had started to overthink things. I began wondering if he was okay. 

He has a dangerous job right? He’s probably busy.

Deluded thoughts began to enter my head, soon I was having trouble deciding what was true or not.

I wasn’t completely gone. 

At least...not until the questions I didn’t want popped in my head.

One hour passed.

What if he changed his mind? A man I just met, whom I know little to nothing about. It’s crazy. Absolutely crazy. Who’d wanna be friends with me? Much less my romantic partner. Just when I thought my luck was good. This is how it always is.

At this point, I had sunk down to the floor unable to move. I laughed, unsettled by how such small things could get to me. Unfortunately, once I started...I couldn’t stop. 

Two hours pass.

What if this was some horrible joke? How could someone have been watching me and I never took notice? Would Hinata and Nanami really do something like that to me? Are they really not the people I thought them to be? Ha. I don’t blame them. Look at me. Pathetic. 
This is so stuipd.
I am so stupid. 
How did I get here? 

I grabbed my phone, and in the heat of the moment, I wrote a text.
Kamukura-kun, I understand that you’re not interested anymore. Please don’t hate me. Not...not like everyone else…

I sent the message and tossed my phone across the room. I just couldn’t anymore. Who knew something so small could lead to something so big?

30 more minutes, it was already dark outside, tears and heavy breaths could be heard throughout the room.

Why does this always happen? 

My mind drew blank. I didn’t have the capacity to let anything else out. I was just empty over possibly nothing.