Komaeda swallows blood water and manages to grab the presumably dead but actually alive body that may not be alive for much longer because the moment he touches it the body tears apart and bleeds out just like the other animals did: the front of the shirt soaks through with blood, hot on Komaeda's hands and legs as blood pours onto the ground and into the water. The body is limp, knees unable to support its own weight, but hands weakly grip whatever part of Komaeda's clothes they can find.
Their head remains bowed, but if Komaeda were to lift it up... It's a familiar face, but younger somehow, as if fresh out of middle school. ]
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Komaeda swallows blood water and manages to grab the presumably dead but actually alive body that may not be alive for much longer because the moment he touches it the body tears apart and bleeds out just like the other animals did: the front of the shirt soaks through with blood, hot on Komaeda's hands and legs as blood pours onto the ground and into the water. The body is limp, knees unable to support its own weight, but hands weakly grip whatever part of Komaeda's clothes they can find.
Their head remains bowed, but if Komaeda were to lift it up... It's a familiar face, but younger somehow, as if fresh out of middle school. ]