that confession surprises him, because if he looks this shattered and rattled, his death really must have an effect on satoru that is more far-reaching and devastating than he's let on.
it would've been easier if satoru genuinely hated him like suguru thought he did.
satoru has never looked so vulnerable to him, so shaken, and for a moment, suguru doesn't know what to do, how to react, when his heart inexplicably aches at satoru's words. how do you even begin to comfort the one and only best friend that killed you, and has been quietly suffering for it. things are harder to bear for the living. ]
I see...
[ is all he manages, his hand unfurling to cup satoru's cheek warmly. he exhales a quiet sigh, unable to look away from him; between them, a sea of every opportunity, every chance they've lost. ]
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that confession surprises him, because if he looks this shattered and rattled, his death really must have an effect on satoru that is more far-reaching and devastating than he's let on.
it would've been easier if satoru genuinely hated him like suguru thought he did.
satoru has never looked so vulnerable to him, so shaken, and for a moment, suguru doesn't know what to do, how to react, when his heart inexplicably aches at satoru's words. how do you even begin to comfort the one and only best friend that killed you, and has been quietly suffering for it. things are harder to bear for the living. ]
I see...
[ is all he manages, his hand unfurling to cup satoru's cheek warmly. he exhales a quiet sigh, unable to look away from him; between them, a sea of every opportunity, every chance they've lost. ]
... I'm sorry it ended that way.