Criminals have feelings too |Komahina| ver. 1.2

V.

♡ What a bitch

the lights turned on in the asylum half an hour after the blackout occurred. the patients, however, didn't calm down yet, they were yelling and banging on the door, begging the care takers to let them out.
after the lights were back on, many more care takers rushed into the building, they were called there by the HR in order to calm people down.

Hajime had many patients to calm down, every third one on different floor, but he ran upstairs to Nagito's room. he knew exactly what might have happened; the last thing he wished for.
the brunet ran up to the room, seeing the door that were loosely hanging opened.

'fuck, fuck, fuck' he repeatedly told himself as he entered the room.

an empty room.

"what was I expecting anyway? should've gone here after the blackout began" Hajime sighed to himself and ran down the stairs.
he went to the front desk and told the lady sitting there what happened. she gasped and called the police.

Hajime stood there, listening to the call as he leaned onto the counter, his fingers tangled in his hair.
Nagito lied. again. and that thought only pissed him off more.

"Hajime, you good? you seem out of it" a soothing voice of his best friend woke him up from his thoughts and regrets.

"yeah I guess... I can't believe that this stupid blackout set Nagito free" Hajime replied and sighed out of exhaustion.

"what?"

"you heard me. his room is empty, the door were opened and did you not see all the people that were found either injured or dead? had to be him"

"oh my God...." Rantaro began breathing quickly and heavily.

Hajime patted his back, "they'll find him, down worry"

"it took them YEARS to find him for the first time! you think they'll be any faster now?"

the brunet didn't reply. Rantaro was right.
it took almost four years to find and capture Nagito, no way they would be any faster now. from that one month and something Hajime learned that Nagito is a quick learner, he learns from his mistakes and doesn't repeat them.

Rantaro sighed and walked to the door, "I'm going home, if you want, Hajime, Kaede said you're welcome to stop by for dinner" he gave Hajime a quick smile and left the building.

the brunet sighed and looked up at the ceiling. he was tired, so he checked himself out and left the asylum too.
it took Hajime about ten minutes to get to his apartment complex and only two more to get to his apartment.

the door were opened after Hajime found his keys. he closed and locked the door before proceeding through the apartment.

"what a fucking bitch" Hajime mumbled and shook his head trying to stop thinking about Nagito.

he still couldn't believe it. after that month of working his ass off to help him, Nagito's gone with a snap of a finger. and Hajime was that naive to actually believe he won't escape.

Nagito sure is a great liar.

~~~

the next morning Nagito woke up in a big bedroom in a king sized bed.
everything around him was kinda Gothic themed, one of the best time periods.

"morning sleepy head!" the door opened with a creak and Naomi entered.

"morning" Nagito replied and sat up, still looking around himself.

Naomi smiled and skipped towards him, "the breakfast will be ready in a few minutes"

"thank you"