During the therapy appointment, Kokichi mentioned nothing about the topics that were brought up. He only directed the conversations to the therapist and their life. In the end, they made no progress. When they walked out of the place Kokichi said something. "I don't want another appointment", Kokichi looks at his nails. "W-what? Kokichi, This is supposed to he-", Kiibo was cut off. "It's a waste of money. I have another idea. This one will work better", Kokichi sighs, annoyed. "A better idea..?", Kiibo questions as he started the car. "Yes. All I want is to talk.. To Momota", Kokichi laid back in his chair. "What? How will that help??", Kiibo questions. "Kiibo, I know what I want. Trust me", Kokichi sighs. Kiibo nods and drove back to the house. Later that night kiibo called Kaito up. "Hey, Momota. You know how we planned for you to come to the appointments?", Kiibo says nervously. "Yeah! By the way, when is the next one? So I'm prepared!", Kaito says. "About that Momota.. Kokichi has expressed that he doesn't like therapy--". Kiibo was cut off. "Woah, he was saying how he couldn't wait for the next one in the room?", Momota cuts in. "Well, I would assume you of all people would know about kokichis habit of lying. He has explained to me he won't compile with therapy", Kiibo says. "Is that all?", Kaito questions. "Ah, well here's the thing... Kokichi has requested that he wants to talk to you. That's what said would make him feel better and I just want him to feel better, so please..!", Kiibo rambles nervously. "Hey, bud. Maybe you should take a break. I think kokichi is making you over things. Yeah, I'll talk to him but I want you to rest", Kaito says. "Thank you so much, Momota..! I know I'm overthinking a bit but I just want kokichi to be better, he doesn't deserve this. You can come over tomorrow..", Kiibo says. "I'll be there, make sure you rest.", Kaito says. Kiibo and Kaito say goodbye and go to bed.
~His POV~I don't know why I'm even trying. He's not gonna listen. Hes not gonna help a fuck up like me. I fucked up his life. I fucked up his life. I fucked up his life. I. I fucked up his life. Me, Kokichi Ouma.
(A/N: Hey, I'm starting to update this again! I missed writing :) Thank you, all of you. For the support!)
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Fanfiction! Spoiler warning for V3! Sorry for any misspellings or incorrect grammar. I did the art cover. ( Working on a new one) Notes: Thank you for all the reads! This is such a old book. I don't know why people like it! Well, The original title of...
