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Question 1

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i finished writing this at 3:36 am so bare with me for now and i'll come back to fix it later

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"alright, question one! sense i proposed the game, you get to go first! that seems fair, riiiight?~" ouma asked, putting his arms behind his head while leaning back in his chair.

saihara nodded. "i suppose so." they cleared their throat. "fine then. question one..." he thought for a moment, trailing off. 36 questions, two-parters are allowed. still, shuichi had to be careful with his curiosity.
"okay. question 1; how did you get into hope's peak university?" they asked.

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.・゜゜・𝚝𝚞𝚎𝚜𝚍𝚊𝚢 𝚊𝚏𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚗𝚘𝚘𝚗 ; 𝟷𝟺:𝟶𝟶 (𝟸𝚙𝚖)

it's been a few days since saihara saw ouma last—not that shuichi's complaining or anything. in fact, they've gotten a lot done these past few days while still the first term (april-july.)

firstly, saihara had gotten many side cases done; sent in by his uncle. most of them were around the area of the university and simple tasks; missing pets, cat stuck in a tree, runaway teen.
secondly, shuichi had time to himself for once. harukawa and momota went on dates, as well as chabashira and akamatsu. shirogane was too busy with her own career to bother saihara so, shuichi enjoyed his alone time with some tea and television.

however, he did feel—alone. in a sense. no one was there to bother him or to keep him company.
which is suppose to be the good thing.

during their time alone, saihara thought about the last few years, which of course did involve kokichi. usually when shuichi was alone, by choice or not, ouma would come over and bother him until it seemed like saihara was in a better mood. then they would play a game together or just enjoy each others company.

but that wasn't the case now. shuichi's glad about it, duh. even though it may not seem like it at the moment, their healing process is coming along smoothly.

slowly.

yet there was still this sinking feeling in their stomach. ever since he saw ouma, all the forgotten memories have rushed back into his brain and now it's like he's reliving the aftermath of kokichi leaving without a trace. making excuses for him; 'maybe he has a good explanation', 'i'm sure he'll call me.'

blah, blah, blah.

it was now obvious saihara wasn't concentrating on the book they were reading at all and thinking about that brat of a thief and liar. he shut his book and put it to the side. sitting up, shuichi stretched and put his hands in his face; groaning.

'why did this have to happen to me? why now? why wait four years to show up?'

saihara picked up his phone.

'no messages from him either.' they thought.

!

'why the hell am i looking for his message?!'

shuichi threw his phone on the bed as they stood up. they scoffed, placing their hands on their hips and paced back and forth next to the side of their bed.