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Kokichi nodded, still looking down at the ground. He chuckled quietly, shaking his head. "Yeah, I should've known you were gonna say that. Well, I'll see you tomorrow or whenever, bye." He didn't even lift his head when he waved goodbye to Rantarou.
He'd be lying if he said he didn't feel like shit at that moment. Honestly, he's been thinking about his sexuality for a while. Sure, he liked Kaede at one point, but he's always had some sort of connection towards Kokichi.
Rantarou sighed and turned around, walking into his house. As usual, chaos has already been erupted. Being in a family as big as his wasn't easy, especially trying to relax on a long day. He walked up the stairs and went into his room. Since he was the oldest of the bunch, he got his own room.
He flopped himself on his bed, thinking about the recent events that just occurred. Why did he say that? Why couldn't he have said what was actually going through his mind?
"Well, I'm confused about my sexuality at the moment, I'll tell you my decision once I decide."
"I think I'm bisexual, but I haven't came out to my family yet, so I'm not sure."
"I'm not sure how I feel, I need time to think."
Just saying "I like girls," is way too harsh. He couldn't see Kokichi's face, but he was sure he was about to cry, judging by his voice quivering.
See, that's the only time you can actually tell when you've really hurt Kokichi. He only cries when he's throwing a tantrum or when he wants his way with someone. He wasn't the most sympathetic person around, not an ounce of sensitivity in him.
So if you make him cry, you know you've really fucked up.
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A/N: Am I making this too dramatic? Please send me feedback on what you guys think of this :).
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I Like Girls! (Oumami)
FanfictionRantarou was Kokichi's friend for years, they felt as if they could tell anything to eachother. But will they be more than friends? Will one of their hearts be broken?