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chapter 24

Hajime's POV

"Aha, I'm sorry who?" I ask him, slowly standing up from the couch.

"Junko Enoshima." he says, his voice flat.

I slowly walk over to the kitchen counter and grab my phone from his hands. I begin to read the text message until he grabs it back from me.

"Who is she?" he asks again.

"No one important." I reply back.

"Well it's obviously important if she wants to talk to you." he says, turning my phone screen at me.

"I honestly don't really think it's any of your business Nagito. It's my life, not yours." I simply say.

"Since when? I thought that people in a relationship are supposed to tell each other practically everything."

"And who told you that we were in a relationship?" I ask him.

I instantly regret my words and physically pull back, watching the expression on his face shift through different emotions.

After a couple minutes pass, he places the phone down on the counter and steps back away from me.

"Nagito... I-I'm sorry.. look, look I'll tell you everything alright? I didn't mean it I'm sorry." I say, my words coming out choppy and strained.

I try to make my way towards him and reach out my hand, but he doesn't move a bit.

"Sorry.. for jumping to conclusions aha.." he says, his words trailing off.

He looks up at me with tears falling from his eyes, and he tries to laugh it off. However the air between us just gets more tense.

Unsure what to do, I slowly wrap my arm around him and I feel his chin place into my shoulder. I hum and begin to lightly run my hands through his hair.

I feel his shoulders and body shake, and silent sobs escape his lips and into my shoulder.

A deep pit of regret starts to fill my stomach, and the more my sweater becomes soaked with his tears, the more my heart begins to hurt. I just wish she hadn't texted me. This would have never happened if I just simply blocked her.

There was millions of thoughts running through my head, but I couldn't do anything but think of how to explain this to him.

After a while, I can tell he calmed down. He pulled away from me a bit, and looked up at me with red eyes. He looked so incredibly exhausted but I knew that I needed to explain the situation to him.

Without saying a word, I grabbed his hand ever so gently and we both sat down on the couch.

I crossed my legs on the couch and fully faced him. He did the same, and once we both settled down I began to explain.

"Junko Enoshima is a girl from my highschool. Shes a year older than me, and the reason I still have her contact is because I used to help her with her homework and assignments..." I say, holding his hands in mine and fidgeting with his knuckles.

He doesn't say anything, and so I continue.

"I don't know why she texted me now. I don't want anything to do with her, I can swear by that."

"So then why'd you get so secretive when I mentioned her?" he asked, his voice low but still loud enough to hear.

I bite my lip, reluctant to tell him the full story. But I knew that if I didn't tell him, everything between us would crumble. If I didn't explain now, I would never be able to.