⚠️‼️MAJOR SPOILER WARNING! DO NOT READ IF YOU HAVENT FINISHED V3 OR YOU DONT KNOW WHO DIES IN IT! ‼️⚠️
In a world where there was no simulation and all of it was a real, after the killing game Shuichi goes on with his daily life, not noticing that a...
I suppose I just miss having company. Having Kokichi, or Kaede, or Kaito around. I never thought I would admit to myself that I miss Kokichi. I mean, I still remember the last words I said to him.
"You're alone Kokichi, and you always will be."
It hurts to know he died thinking I hated his guts. I don't. It was an act so the others didn't lose trust in me. I hope that, if what I've been seeing are messages, that they're from him. Truth is, I could see right through his persona. I could see his real emotions, what he was thinking when he was saying he's the mastermind, and his true intentions. He's not a bad person like the others say, perhaps he's even the opposite of that. I don't think he ever saw through my persona though. When I was being mean to him, I felt so bad... I thought I was doing the right thing but when I look back, it was so wrong. Making someone feel like utter garbage for the my own sake defies my morals completely.
I want to fix it.
I'll never forgive myself for treating him like that, when I think about how he must've felt, I break down in tears. I imagine myself in his position, and when I do, all I feel is complete despair. Loneliness. Anguish. Melancholy. Feeling so, misunderstood. I can't imagine how much he was hurting. I can't imagine how alone he must've felt. Thinking no one would trust him, thinking no one would believe him, even if he died for their sake, no one would even bat an eye.
I would.
I wish he was still alive. We could be friends, we could hangout, we could try and forget what happened. We could try to spend our days with each other, looking forward to the next, always, but that can't happen, because of me.
I wish I could fix it.
I'll neverforgive myself for what I did to him. All he wanted to do was save us, and no one else could see that, but me, who didn't voice it, and so now, He's dead. Not alive. Deceased. Forever gone. A ghost.
And it's all because of me. If I had just spoken up... God, it's just so frustrating.
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