Chapter 13

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Hajime's P.O.V.

It was early morning, about 2:00 AM, and I was wondering whether or not I should text Komaeda. One part of me, the one who was significantly good at skateboarding, said that it was ridiculous. The others were right. He was practically a murderer! It was his fault that they were both dead... 

The other part of me said that I should at least talk to him to try and understand his line of thinking. I needed to get a grasp on him, otherwise... I'll just be scared again. Scared of the unknown.

But... I couldn't. There's no way I can talk to him. It wouldn't be right.

Then... what was this lingering feeling in my chest that hurt so much?

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