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♥ fourteen; kitty confusion

[ 2nd person, your p.o.v ]

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"I guess...that was when it hit me, really. The severity of your situation, I mean. I felt so much guilt, I-" Hanako's sentence came to a quiet stop as his voice slowly lowered in volume. "When I faced my own death I thought the guilt would go away," he paused briefly.

"But it never did."

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A small scoff was all you responded with, slightly rolling your eyes at the pure audacity of this boy.

"Why did I have to suffer for your mistakes, huh? You're selfish, Amane." Stare hardening, you spat his name out like it was the worst thing your tongue had ever had the displeasure of touching.

Hanako's forehead was noticeably creased, a twinge of frustration evident in the way his lips pulled back ever so slightly to reveal a peek of his pearly whites.

"You're not the only one who had a shitty life," he spoke with a tone that you could only describe as bitter. Your eyes analyzed his movements carefully; the way he emoted defensively with his hands as he spoke and the barely noticeable shifting of his weight from one leg to another.

Nevertheless, his words struck something inside of you- realization, perhaps? Doubt bloomed in your mind like spring flowers as your brain made sure to overthink everything. Your lips parted slightly, eyebrows knitting together slightly as a sign of distress. Had you been ignorant of Hanako's troubles back then? Sure you had seen the bandages he was often littered with and the gentle twinges of melancholy that flashed in his amber eyes every now and then. Biting your lip, you shook your thoughts off- you wanted to be selfish for once in your life.

"You never opened up to me, how could I have known? I'm not a mind reader."

Hanako took a moment to drink your words, taking in a deep breath before considering his words. Smart choice.

"You never opened up to me either," he paused, eyes drifting elsewhere. "But I should've seen what you were going through, I understand that."

For the first time you started to feel unsure of the hatred you held within your heart. Not by much, but it was enough to make your expression fall a little alongside your gaze, his words gently squeezing at your heart. He was... owning up to his mistakes.

You chewed on the side of your cheek, instinctively raising your gaze to meet his once you realize he had been staring at you for a while now. An odd silence fell between the two of you- you were unsure of what to say.

"Do you think you could ever forgive me?" Hanako asked, voice low and unsure but contrary to the norm, he was being sincere. At least you think he was- you could never be too sure.

"I don't know," you replied honestly, raising a delicate hand to play with your own hair to ease your nerves. Why were you feeling so anxious?