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Part of her soul is lost...? Won't it come find her again?

[ like... a lost cat. you just got to go around and go pspsps until you're close enough and it'll come ]

If you trust me... ( ... ) why not give me the chance?

( it's true, it's too late to be what he needed at the time, and while those are shoes he can't properly fill, because he can't go back that far in time to play caretaker. that doesn't mean today is any different, or can't be a start he believes... he should take it as a no, ignore it and carry on, but he closes his eyes as npckun hides their face away. as for his own eyes, he's too busy staring at the wall before him that has no script for him to read, leaving him to his own opinions, thoughts and actions. )

The past is the past, but that's why hope is so dear to me... moving forward opens endless possibilities, and paths for you to walk along.

( oh how the other's father failed on this one, but komaeda finds himself conflicted for a brief moment. for his own lack of childhood, he goes by giving what he thinks a child needs — avoid giving them what he was given which was nothing. a life of pain and suffering is what he knows, but if he can do the opposite of what he seen, despite his own troubles, then this could be fine? right. )

I'm not Aniki... ( aniki may kill him, actually. but that's a different playing field, ) But I can try to make you happy and hopeful, I'll give you... what I never had.

Everybody does so differently. As for myself...

[ She falls quiet, thinking back. At all the times she had nothing but time to grieve, of all the people who've passed through her life, never to be seen again. ]

I remind myself of the things I miss about them, to keep them in my thoughts. It doesn't have to be every day, and it doesn't have to be one by one. [ not when you've lost like 24905683493 students in your lifetime ] I let myself feel sad. I let myself move on. And when I feel sad again, I let that happen too.

Not in the sense you and I get lonely, but all living things yearn for interaction with other living things. Like bees to a flower, just being around life helps them grow.

[ The same goes for him; maybe he's the one who is lonely. But he has the tree which he speaks to, and sometimes, he thinks it speaks back. ]

[ Because... they don't know what a father is supposed to be, once they've grown up. They can learn things on their own, figure things out by themselves, has many other people to look up to— like how they lift their head and look up at Komaeda, hesitant, unsure, but warm inside. ]

...Will you tell me you love me?

[ just use those words, let Hikaru have a murder arc too ]

Oh... No, you weren't impeding anything, Senpai. I don't... really know how to feel right now. Being able to help, even a little bit, makes me feel better. I'll probably cry tonight, when it's just me and my thoughts.

[ Girl's bathroom is fine, since they're wearing a dress and ...RIP to anybody seeing "Shin" go inside. It gets in the way of walking, though, so they're going to take it off and just wear the hoodie and booty shorts ig ]

Anglerfish are deep sea fish that hunt using lures that protrude from their head, filled with bioluminescent bacteria! They live so deep, light can't penetrate from the surface, so the only thing that lights up the darkness is the anglerfish!

[ One of the best animals. They also want to be able to carry around a nightlight wherever they go. ]

Quite a while.

[ ...

anyways, ]

Graduation means different things for different people. But once they are ready, and they leave those gates, they do not come back. I do not know what lies beyond. But you needn't worry: when a soul is lost, the heart will guide it.

[ I asked Lily May and she says mrrroww

anyways, yeah, no, idk what's wrong with him ]

It's not like I'm worried about them... Their methods aren't going to work and mine is. And when it does, this place is no longer going to exist.

[ He's taking everybody because... of something... Not out of concern, not really, at least he tells himself. But they're not going to have anywhere else to go, so he's taking them with. ]

[ Looks back at Komaeda... looks over at Crona...

pulls forward out of their little row and makes to stand in front of Crona, locking his gaze with theirs. ]

This expression?

[ The way he forces people to look at him, demands that attention, and then when you want him to see you, he's looking off to the side. ]

Oh... okay.

[ not sure if it's an extra hand when they're preoccupied and there are only two to work with in the end, but, okay. ]

Where are you going? [ asked with a little squeeze of Subaru's hand, because he can't ask for their hand and then say he's leaving, don't do that. Maybe they don't even need a chair, maybe they can just throw the blankets over their heads and hope the sheets don't catch on fire, that's something they can do with only one hand each. ]

( she's quiet for a while after that, looking at the red spider lilies... were they guiding the souls that decided they'd had enough? )

... You said that... it wasn't always like this. What happened?

( because that is so much easier than focusing on- on her, and her dying, and she's going to have to tell hanako, how will he get back to where he's supposed to be? he can't put his goals on hold like this for her-

no. nope. school now. why is this now hell. )

If only I was aware of that sooner. I could have spent more time with them. Still can, though, one shouldn't say it like it's hopeless.

[maybe a night walk should become a habit. maybe she'll run into him again. maybe the plants will be happier to know someone else will be paying attention to them. she's not one of those in the club, but it doesn't mean she doesn't appreciate how they feel, how they sound with the wind, how they smell. even the tree, uncertain as it might be, offers some things to cherish.]

They must be very fond of you, then, giving them so much time. Acknowledging their presence in this world.

( confident, sure, and it comes to him easily... taking the position of watching children, oversee them and their happiness, and give them a life that was better than his own. )

...I won't just tell you, ( he hugs a little tighter, and he lays his cheek against the top of their head as he closes his eyes, falling into rhythm with their breathing. ) I'll show you, too...

( to the best of his ability, he's... a mess, there's probably others that are better suited, but he can try until the other wants him to stop trying. )

It sounds like hope, the light that comes from their lure... leading those lost in the darkness.

( but then again, those who stumble upon their doom if they're unable to handle what they happen to confront. with a hand raised, he pats npckun's cheek softly before fixing their hoodie like so. he brushes a few pieces of black hair out of their face, tucking them behind their ear — )

Tsukimi-kun will be grateful if you'll write that up for them... oh, what about what they gave us, do those notes work for you?

( now his eyes will drop to the rubric, anything useful. )

( she knows that rokkun is my little meow meow... my poor meow meow...my baby my little baby who hurt so much but treats people with nothing but kindness forgive me for not being able to do more..i tried my best i really did.. )

...Is that something I promised with you? To take them all along... ( with as many students that are left, he closes his eyes before opening them slowly, empty as always. ) where are they supposed to go... I think half of them can die.

( maybe he's searching for a reaction, but it's not like he doesn't trust him. )

I'll do my best not to steal...

( he keeps going until he watches rokkun walk before them, standing in crona's way, and he watches them for a moment before looking around. are they close to the vending machines, he thinks crona's earned a snack honestly. )

Why don't you give Crona-san a smile, and stop being scary... I think that's one way to reassure them.

( he's going to walk up a head, turn a little corner... vending machine doko? )

Please don't.

[ They say instead of answering. They could push him away and keep walking, but they don't. They meet his eyes for a second, flat and grey and nervous, and then look down at their shoes. ]

Yes. I don't like it, okay? I can't answer all these questions. [ Komeada help. ] I can't look other people in the eye, so don't look at me like you want to see something.

[ Shooting as many pleading glances over to Komeada as they can muster. Wh..why is he just turning the corner...leavin them alone?? Stop, don't walk awaaaaaaaay. Are they supposed to just wait here and look at this guy? KOMEAAAAAAADAAAAAAAAAAAAA. ]

Oh... he left. [ Despair. This has to be it. ]

[After talking to Komaeda last night, Hinata knew what he had to do. The thing that's weighed on his heart since that journey through time; that he's wanted to do, that he's needed to do-

He waits until right after class has finished before he cautiously enters the homeroom next to his own. Despite leaving right away, some students have already started to slip out, and that has him a little worried. But he enters regardless, calling out to any students that might be close enough to hear.]

By any chance... Is there a student named Arata Rokuro here?

To get a chair or something.

[... but he gets the little squeeze, tilting his head in thought before taking keigo's other hand too. something small scale might be better anyway, because he really does want them to have something to themselves...]

Wanna do something for me? We can use some of those art supplies Ama-chan brought in, all we need is some tape. We're gonna make a little house for our tin can-dle so we can see what the holes are for.

[he'll at least wait until after school before he accosts her... or even after club actually he needs like, Some Time to ask her about something that's been nagging at his mind since he had to remember it for amami like a week ago.

it'd only been a week? feels like longer...

anyway after club activities, because he'll help tidy everything up and ask her when he passes if he can have "like, half an hour" of her time before she goes home to hiro. subaru doesn't usually ask he sort of just takes it anyway if he wants to bother her with stupid questions or being friendly]

[ Right after class gives him the advantage, because as much as Rokkun slips out after class without another word, he can't just grab his things and bolt; the students at the door point the boy out to Hinata when he asks, towards the dark haired senior at the very back of the room next to the window, who has to brace his hands on the back of his chair and the top of his desk to get up, picking his schoolbag up to hang over the side of his better leg, and looking up at Hinata with at careful expression on his face, because, despite the white noise in his head, he heard somebody say his name. ]

[ "like, half an hour" is at least better than Natsume's indefinite amount of time, even if Subaru also doesn't tell her what he needs her time for, so she gives it to him— while they're cleaning up, when everybody else has left to go home and the two of them are left stacking chairs. ]

What did you want, Akehoshi?

O...kay.

[ house for the can-dle? made of tape? trusting Subaru can only go so far, but, okay ]

Gaffer, scotch, or masking?

[how to approach.

eh,]

I wanted to ask you about something I heard from another student here~. She seemed pretty sure you might know something about it, so I thought I'd give it a shot. ☆

[he'll be upfront at least, glancing aside to where she is.]

Do you know anything about a contract?

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9/3 rokkun, will I ever know how much Hinata knows at any given time this month, place your bets now

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