"𝙸 𝚁𝚎𝚖𝚎𝚖𝚋𝚎𝚛 𝙴𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚢𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐." ||𝐊𝐚𝐦𝐮𝐊𝐨𝐦𝐚||

𝔽𝕝𝕒𝕤𝕙𝕓𝕒𝕔𝕜𝕤.

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I was lying down my bed... Kazuichi was comforting me, I just got rejected by Nagito.. I thought he liked me. "Hey... Um.. Don't worry dude! Maybe you'll find someone else.." He said.. I sighed. Chiaki came by, and offered to play some video games to get Nagito off of my mind. While we were playing, I got this flashback to hopes peak.. But something was wrong.. Nagito was pointing a gun at me, and women with pink pigtails was behind him, and Chiaki was near the side... I didn't know who the other person was.. Something felt off about that. I just decided to brush it off. But... after that I got more and more flashbacks, I didn't know what they meant, I know their from the past, but I had no idea why they were showing up so suddenly! My head started to hurt more, I felt sleepy because I wasn't enough sleep. I just decided to spend the rest of the day in my cottage..

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I haven't seen Hajime for 3 days now... he's probably still upset.. I do feel bad for rejecting him. But he isn't the same as Izuru.. Whenever I'm around Hajime.. I don't really feel anything around him. But when I'm with Izuru, I feel... Safe, comforted, and loved? Even though he does treat me like shit sometimes. I really don't mind it!! I know I deserve to be treated like shit anyway... Izuru hasn't really left my side since then actually, he only goes away when he see's someone. I'm really grateful for him.. (I haven't work on this chapter in like 2 weeks, I forgot the whole point of this chapter.. This one will be short) Izuru showed a lot more emotion than he used too. I think I'm making a impact on him...

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He may be boring.. But I do like being around him. I've warmed up to Nagito a bit. Not a lot, but a bit. His boring love for me may be weird, but I'm starting to understand it. He was joking around, I smiled... Not a full smiled but a smirk, and he noticed. "Did... did you juts smile!? You showed some emotion!" He said with joy. "No. Shut up. I couldn't care less about you." I said. "Then why do you always want to be around me?" He said. "Well you never answered my question I ask a few days ago. Why do you love me?" I asked him. He blushed. "I- Um... Because you're hope. I love you because of you're talent. I think you shine greater than anyone else!!" He said. "How boring." I said bored as always. We decided to watch a movie for the rest of the day. He rested on my lap, while I played with his hair. Thankfully no one bothered us. We were able to watch in peace. "Do you only love me for my talent? Or do you love me for me?" I asked him. "..Of course. I love you. I love your personality, talent, an voice. I love everything about you." Nagito said. He hugged me.. I was little surprised by this, I put my hands on his waist, and held him tight. I want to stay like this with him forever, and not let go. "Izuru.. Why do you always want to be around me?" Nagito asked me. I sighed, and rested my chin on his shoulder. "Because I enjoy your company. That's why." I told him. "I'm glad." He said.

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"All day I've been having these weird flashbacks.. I don't know what they mean!" I said to Chiaki. "Mm.. What if these flashbacks, are a part of your past?" She replied. "Maybe.." I said. I sighed. "First I get rejected, and now I'm getting weird flashbacks, and headaches." I rubbed my head. "Let me go get some medicine for you." Chiaki said leaving my cottage. This is so annoying... Chiaki came back with the medicine for my headaches. "These should help. If they get worse, you should look at the medicine yourself." Chiaki said. "Yeah... I should I guess.. Are these like Pain relievers?" I replied. Chiaki nodded. "Mhm. Anyway I'll see you later, Hajime. I'm gonna go hangout with Sonia now." Chiaki waved bye at me, and then left my cottage.. If these are flashbacks, then Nagito should know what they mean, right? This Nagito is from the past, right? I should ask him about it soon.

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Sorry this chapter was short. I forgot the whole point of this.