Passive

Isn’t it odd? These people. 

I should be saying that…to you, I think. Whenever I’m with you, I feel happy and I hope we’ll be able to make it out together.

Maybe we will, or–maybe you will, rather. My attempts at retrieving any prizes are usually futile. And I feel bad for being so picky–I should be grateful at being able to get anything at all, huh…? ❞ 

O-of course, I love you a whole lot so..Yeah I really do mean it. It’s hard to believe someone hasn’t told you something close to that really, you d-deserve it.

I’ll make sure we get out of here together, I promise to p-protect you whenever I can. It might be hard though, I am kind of weak in the muscle department.

I-I’d say I tried hard enough. I wouldn’t have wanted to break a-anything else really. I’m lucky it didn’t just take my nose completely off considering how f-fast it was shooting. I still would rather we do s-something else and not this but..

He goes to remove the scissors from the wall, attempting to roll his shoulders just like Syo did. Taking an extraordinarily long time to line up his shot he lets it rip and it seems as if his luck kicks in. The scissors hit dead center, and Naegi is sitting there gaping at them.

Isn’t it odd? These people. 

        No one’s been doing anything other than trying to pretend I don’t exist.         You don’t actually think anyone would bother me, do you?         Are you only here for another round of mundane questions?         If so, I’ll make this easier for you: 

Well it’s been proven you consider a-a lot of the things I say mundane. I really am just coming to talk to you, but- Hmm..

I think..You’re still looking through with p-pessimistic glasses acting as if it’s realism. People can change Kamukura-san, even if you don’t believe it. I sacrificed a lot to even get this technology set up and I’m not the type of person to work on obvious lost causes. All of the despair members can be..Rehabilitated, it just takes a guiding hand, someone who genuinely works for hope.

W-when I asked to spend time I didn’t think it’d mean me proving what an awful through I am. B-but if you’d like me too I guess I could try.

He holds his breath and clutches the scissors in his hand, throwing them aaand completely missing his mark. Watching them stick into the wall with mild disappointment.

…Oh.

    [ her grin fell, leaving a frown of resentment in its wake. she wasn’t     necessarily fond of thinking about that, really; the boy who had done her     such wrong was not a fond memory at all. ]

U– Um… well… there was… a b– boy. H– He and I… we’d b– been friends for a while, a– and he… told me he w– was moving away; I felt m– my chest tighten… and I r– realized I was in love with h– him.

I wrote him… a l– love letter.

The… The day before he m– moved, he posted it on the b– bulletin board. I f– found out he hated me, and a– all the other kids would m– make fun of him for h– hanging around me all the time…

…but m– my teacher saw it. She said I had a w– way with words. S– So… I kept writing.

   [ she clutched her hair, closing her eyes, her frown widening significantly;    a groan slipped through thin lips, her bitterness rather evident. ]

I-I’m sorry I had no idea! I figured it was a bit of a happy memory, b-but if you got good enough to be super high school level doesn’t that mean you..Enjoyed it at least in some capacity?

It’s not me worrying about you, I know you can handle things o-on your own but..Hum, think of it as an e-early anniversary present! For being the best girlfriend I could ask for, I really do feel lucky when I look at you.

Quite honestly I knew none of the therapy was really affecting you. You may know or you may not b-but I’m kind of on probation for what I did to help you guys. I simply followed the required questions that I must ask every time I visit y-you. 

With that he sighs and his face morphs from “official business” to a casual smile. He knows Kamukura isn’t the most receptive but it doesn’t keep him from trying.

Isn’t it odd? These people.