Part three
You sat up. The clock was eerily quiet. It was all a dream, unfortunately. You sat there looking at the sky, realizing the happy days with Satoru and Kento were no more. Satoru was in jail for dating a minor, you, and Nanami wasn't the least bit interested in romance at all. Concerned with practically marrying his job and food, he had never paid attention to you. You thought back to albedo, before realizing he wasn't real. He's from a video game you played to distract yourself from reality, the downhill spiral you'd always find yourself in. Your fathers condition. Your mother's grief. You sat up, going to look out the window on the wall beside you. You didn't know how to feel, why your imaginary bliss was so important that specific night.
I love you y/n.
It repeated in your head, your hands starting to shake as you realized it was too much. You needed someone. It didn't matter what age, gender, species, someone to help you. Someone's to love you.
The sign out front was marked with sold. Your possessions in boxes. Your last hope staying in your town faded as you realized this was the last time you'd walk these streets as a resident. Your knees buckled, as you tried to go back to the dream.
Satoru, Kento, I'll see you again tonight.
