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~𝐘𝗼𝐮~

𝐐𝐮𝐢𝐜𝐤 𝐍𝗼𝐭𝐞!

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𝐋𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐧 𝐭𝗼 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝗼𝐧𝐠, 𝐈𝐭'𝐬 𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐲 𝐢𝗺𝐩𝗼𝐫𝐭𝐚𝐧𝐭!!!

𝐓𝐡𝐢𝐫𝐝 𝐏𝐞𝐫𝐬𝗼𝐧 𝐏𝗼𝐯 𝐭𝗼 𝐒𝐡𝐮𝐢𝐜𝐡𝐢'𝐬 𝐏𝗼𝐯 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐛𝐚𝐜𝐤 𝐭𝗼 𝐓𝐡𝐢𝐫𝐝 𝐏𝐞𝐫𝐬𝗼𝐧 𝐏𝗼𝐯
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~𝐓𝐡𝐢𝐫𝐝 𝐏𝐞𝐫𝐬𝐨𝐧'𝐬 𝐏𝐎𝐕~

~𝐘𝗼𝐮~

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Why did he have to be in this situation? Why was he being apologized when he's the one who thinks he suppose to apologize for what he's done? Why was life so confusing? And, how was he alive? He died. Didn't he? He remembered dying, he remembered all of the vivid details, he was supposed to die, or so he thought. But he survived that awful game. So why was he in a hospital bed remembering everything that happened while being hugged by Shuichi? And, why was he here? Don't get him wrong, he loved the detective but why was he here apologizing to him, the memories rushing like the speed of light, Pretty hard to sink in, right?

Well, that wasn't even the half of it. And then he learn that the horrible game was an act by Tsumugi, he found out all of this while he's laying unconscious in a hospital bed, try to sink that all as fast as you could, and then see his friend getting sad about the fact that all of his friends had died during that awful virtual game, and didn't even know any of this that they were actually until the very moment they got out of the game. Yeah, the feeling was mutual. Ouma knew "exactly" how his friend felt.

Not even having the chance to think about the irony of this situation, like also how he and his 15 classmates didn't even know about game begin a virtual game, Shuichi tried to comfort his friend in a way that makes him feel like he is in a show and trying to tell him that it wasn't his fault at all.

Because

It was my fault.

It was all my fault, why couldn't you understand? It was mine not yours. I was lost I didn't know what to do I was losing my mind at that point, so why do you keep on blaming yourself that it was your fault when it was actually mine? I didn't know where to put my head, I didn't know what to do in that situation. I'm sorry...I was trying, I was trying to make things better I was trying to help people but I couldn't, I couldn't help them and I failed. But I was working hard, I was, so why couldn't anyone help me like you.

I thought you'll help me, I was doing the best I could, couldn't you treat me better? But i didn't need the world to see that I've been the best I can be but I didn't think that I can stand to be where you don't see me. It drives me crazy just thinking about you. All of the memories that we had of each other, do you remember? Because I do, I remember every single memory of us, it's always been you and me together. I remember the long nights laying there thinking about about everyone in the game, but whenever I thought about you, I never really understand why I was feeling so strange.