[ Ryoko listens intently, hearing Inaba say her piece. Yuuto was someone that could be overdramatic, and Akutagawa seemed difficult to figure out and deal with, but would she really embellish the story to better suit herself? It became clear before long that, it wasn't the case. At least, she didn't feel like it was.
The way that she spoke about people she knew before, and how she squarely placed the blame back on herself. Getting mad at the concept of "Yuuto" thinking he shouldn't leave an impression... which, she'd understand. That'd irritate her too. Still, she was the one who put that concept into his head in the end... of him pretending, him deciding what love is meant to be.
Any other time, Ryoko would feel some kind of satisfaction from knowing that she was kind of right. This whole thing probably could have been solved had they just spent a little bit of time apart from each other. That sometimes, you need some self-reflection and time away from someone to know exactly how you feel, to figure it out...
...she didn't realize, as Inaba continued, that she felt her eyes get watery.
They didn't get that luxury, did they? Yuuto was someone who loved to give someone he cares about attention, even if they weren't necessarily dating. He's someone trying his hardest to figure out who he is. Even so, allowing Inaba time to figure out how she should feel was just as important. Give it some time... time he may not have, but time he'd have to trust her with.
When did the first tear even reach her cheek?
It felt all too familiar. It felt too recent to her. It made her think of things she said, things she had done, even as she tried to tell herself in her head that thinking about it right now wasn't helping either of them.
Being unsure of those feelings, not wanting to be unfair...
When Inaba's done, she just stares into her tea, trying to ignore the tears. It was selfish of her, she knows, but as Inaba spoke... she couldn't help but, for once in her life, think about herself first and foremost.
She was such a coward. ]
I'm sorry. I'm... I just...
[ She wipes at her eyes, before closing her eyes, smiling brightly as much as she can at Inaba. ]
I'm... really happy to hear that you don't hate him. Your feelings are important... you should have that time to... to figure it out.
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The way that she spoke about people she knew before, and how she squarely placed the blame back on herself. Getting mad at the concept of "Yuuto" thinking he shouldn't leave an impression... which, she'd understand. That'd irritate her too. Still, she was the one who put that concept into his head in the end... of him pretending, him deciding what love is meant to be.
Any other time, Ryoko would feel some kind of satisfaction from knowing that she was kind of right. This whole thing probably could have been solved had they just spent a little bit of time apart from each other. That sometimes, you need some self-reflection and time away from someone to know exactly how you feel, to figure it out...
...she didn't realize, as Inaba continued, that she felt her eyes get watery.
They didn't get that luxury, did they? Yuuto was someone who loved to give someone he cares about attention, even if they weren't necessarily dating. He's someone trying his hardest to figure out who he is. Even so, allowing Inaba time to figure out how she should feel was just as important. Give it some time... time he may not have, but time he'd have to trust her with.
When did the first tear even reach her cheek?
It felt all too familiar. It felt too recent to her. It made her think of things she said, things she had done, even as she tried to tell herself in her head that thinking about it right now wasn't helping either of them.
Being unsure of those feelings, not wanting to be unfair...
When Inaba's done, she just stares into her tea, trying to ignore the tears. It was selfish of her, she knows, but as Inaba spoke... she couldn't help but, for once in her life, think about herself first and foremost.
She was such a coward. ]
I'm sorry. I'm... I just...
[ She wipes at her eyes, before closing her eyes, smiling brightly as much as she can at Inaba. ]
I'm... really happy to hear that you don't hate him. Your feelings are important... you should have that time to... to figure it out.