Then tell me what it is like. Tell me honestly, Inaba-san!
[He holds his ground. Even if she can't see him, Yuuto is beginning to shake. He's terrified of hurting her, but he's even more scared of watching her suffer on her own.
Once again, he tries to control his volume.]
You don't want me around you-- I get that. And I'm sorry that I keep coming back. I'm sorry that I can't leave you alone yet. But watching this is too much... I don't know what to do anymore! I need you to meet me, or someone else, halfway. Please.
[ She hesitates, her words caught in her throat. Meeting someone halfway is impossible. Why can't he understand that she's no good at all? She's not a good person.
She can feel herself shaken.
There's no way that she can be honest about this. Sure, he's said it before, that he didn't mind, but - she minds. She cares too much about her presentation. ]
I can't -
[ There's an obvious tremble in those words. ]
... I'm sorry.
[ She takes a step back from the door, two. And then, like the coward she really is, she runs. Back into the recesses of her room. She can't do this. ]
He’s just gonna sit out here and take a nap. It’s fine. He’s got a few weeks to recover from the cold later. They can both be stubborn about this. She can call for a cleanup on her doorstep.]
[ Fine you go take your nap it's not her problem and she doesn't know that he's being dumb and sleeping!! She's sure that someone is going to find out that he's doing something this stupid sooner rather than later. ]
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[He holds his ground. Even if she can't see him, Yuuto is beginning to shake. He's terrified of hurting her, but he's even more scared of watching her suffer on her own.
Once again, he tries to control his volume.]
You don't want me around you-- I get that. And I'm sorry that I keep coming back. I'm sorry that I can't leave you alone yet. But watching this is too much... I don't know what to do anymore! I need you to meet me, or someone else, halfway. Please.
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[ She hesitates, her words caught in her throat. Meeting someone halfway is impossible. Why can't he understand that she's no good at all? She's not a good person.
She can feel herself shaken.
There's no way that she can be honest about this. Sure, he's said it before, that he didn't mind, but - she minds. She cares too much about her presentation. ]
I can't -
[ There's an obvious tremble in those words. ]
... I'm sorry.
[ She takes a step back from the door, two. And then, like the coward she really is, she runs. Back into the recesses of her room. She can't do this. ]
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He’s just gonna sit out here and take a nap. It’s fine. He’s got a few weeks to recover from the cold later. They can both be stubborn about this. She can call for a cleanup on her doorstep.]
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