yogen | [semi-open] fifth truth bullet: saihara shuuichi

[The morning of the first dawns the same as any other for Hinata - dreary, with the weight of all of October's deaths feeling like it's about to wear him down into dust, only interrupted by the bright spots of his roommates idly chatting behind him as he makes his bed and gets ready to go about his day. It isn't until he leaves the dorms and gets into the school hallways that something goes amiss. He goes still so suddenly that his school bag almost flies off his shoulder, but the doesn't matter because-

That... was that Kawai?

But Rika is dead.

He's certain of it, but unease pricks at his heart as he hurries around the corner he thought he saw her turn. Around the corner is worse, however, because it's where he sees Minato and Elizabeth chatting as if nothing's wrong. He can't make out what they're saying. Hinata feels himself go pale.]

What... what the hell is this...?

[He's so distracted, so bewildered and confused and afraid, that he doesn't give himself the time to think it through. Doesn't have the time to consider why he's seeing students who shouldn't be here anymore, so there's no time at all to prepare his heart for the possibility of who else he might be seeing.

Not until he sees the familiar gait walking in his direction, the one so burned into his brain that the only another, worse bout of amnesia could take away from him. The way he hurries down the hall, conscientious and not wanting to be late for class, fingers gripping his book like a treasure. The hand that reaches up, as if to adjust something that isn't there, the same way he did so very often. Hinata's chest floods with fondness and grief in equal parts.]

Sai... hara...

[His hands start to shake. Saihara tilts his head towards a boy with brown hair that Hinata doesn't recognize, listening to words Hinata can't hear. When he laughs, free hand fluttering as if he doesn't know what to do with it, Hinata can't tell if he's actually hearing it or if he's going just a bit more insane.]

Saihara... [His hand reaches out, still trembling, but moving to grab Saihara's shoulder.] Saihara, it's me, it's-

[His hand goes right through him. And, really, honestly, it's not a surprise at all. But, Hinata thinks as he sinks to his knees, it doesn't make it hurt any less.

He doesn't know how long he sits there for, trying to keep himself in one piece, but it's not long enough for Saihara to get very far away at all. So with all the strength he has, Hinata gets to his feet and yells Saihara's name even with the tears choking his voice.

Throughout the day, Hinata can be found like this - at first yelling after Saihara and trying to get his attention, and then eventually just settling into crying silently as he stays as near to the ghost as he can bear. He cannot be found in his classroom or club room this day, and will not return to the dorms until he loses Saihara's ghost, exhaustion catches up with him, or another students convinces him to go rest.]

[It starts out as rumors that he overhears in class.

"Did you hear about the captain of the gardening club?"

"Poor thing.. I heard she just stopped talking a few days ago."

"One of our transfer student kouhais... That's Yashiro-chan, right?"

Hinata's listening for a bit, but it's not until he hears the name that he freezes. He almost jumps up, right then and there, but years of engrained behavior keep him trapped there, ever the proper student. It's something Hinata's always taken at least a little pride in, but for just this once, he can't stand it about himself.

As soon as class ends, he'll grab a notebook and pencil out of his desk and race out of the room. First he'll try the gardening club across the hall - the one place besides the elevator and stairs that he's dreaded to go - and if not there then he'll race over to the dorms trying to find her.

But wherever it might be - surrounded by plants, in the dormitory halls, or haltingly knocking on the door to her room - Hinata will hesitantly call out her name.]

Ne- [Instinct, still, but he holds himself back even now.] ...Yashiro. Are you busy?

( early november, nene doesn't do much. she wakes up when light peaks through the curtains attached to her bunk, and sometimes noah is there and sometimes he's not. jason and joe and even ranger all check on her in their own ways, but she remains in bed while they all go about their day. eventually she'll get back into gear if only for the cultural festival, but for now? for now she stays curled up against a large plush hamster.

the only thing that really gets her attention is the knock on the door, haji- ... hinata's voice.

she almost hides further under the blankets. but after a long moment, she slides out and opens the door, hair unbrushed and still in her jammies, dark circles around her eyes. she feels kind of pathetic, honestly.

she doesn't say anything. )

[The very beginning of the month is painful and difficult, but enduring is what Hinata knows best - even if he hasn't lived the part of his life that's required that the most of him. So he weathers it, and resolves himself to focus on what he can do.

And that's doing his part to protect the place that has become important to him.

Hinata will make up a few flyers to paste around the school - nothing fancy, but written in careful, neat handwriting will be a notice for "knot-tying lessons at the survival club, indoors or outdoors both acceptable."

Whether you happen to be here for the lessons or for seeing Hinata, he can be found in the late afternoon in the club room, getting a couple of ropes laid on the desks. Whenever someone enters, he'll call out over his shoulder.]

Hey. Here for the lessons, or did you need a hand with something else?

[oh-ho... so this is where hinata's been holed up. the knot-tying lessons were....... of interest....... to subaru initially, but now he just wants to hang out with hajime. so he'll plop over to his fellow survival club member and latch on in the way he does to amami in particular!!!!!

aka friendly hugging, hi hajime]

Nope and nope! Are you good with your hands, Hina-chan? Skilled with knots? I didn't take you to be a saucy kinda guy, but we've all got our secrets, huh~?

[loud as ever,]

[Seeing the flyers around the school is something that Inaba herself finds interest in, and the fact that the survival club still exists is honestly a bit of a relief.]

Ah, sorry for the intrusion~ The lessons would be nice, but I actually came here to see if there was anything that I could use...

[It sends a sharp pang through him - because it's Nene, first and foremost, looking so miserable as she opens the door and says nothing. But it's also because even if she isn't wearing a blanket, it reminds Hinata of when Kogamo had silently opened the door so long ago, sharply enough that it makes his chest ache dully.

But he has to find his strength, no matter how deeply he has to dig for it. For Nene, he has to.]

...Alright. [He nods slightly; they'd been right after all, then.] I guess... there's only one thing left to do. Here.

[Hinata takes the notebook he'd had clutched in his hands, flips it open to the beginning, and holds it out with one hand. In the other, held lower in case she decides not to take it, is a pen.

On the page he offers her to read, there are words already written.]

Nene... I don't know if it's true, but I've been overhearing some of the other students talking about you. Even if I don't know if I have the right anymore, I'm... worried about you. So I'm writing this, in case it's true you haven't been talking.

This is... a notebook for you and me. Sorry it's not on something fancier; you know how it is for us around here. But it's what's inside it, or what can be inside it, that's a lot more important than how it looks.

It's our notebook to fill with all the words that we want. The memories that we have already, the ones I don't have anymore, and the ones we can still make in the future. All the words that we can't say out loud - because they're too painful, or too embarrassing, or something we'd never want anyone else but us to hear. It's a way for us to communicate right now that gives you the freedom to talk, and a way for me to meet your words in the same way. It's our notebook to fill with Hinata Hajime and Yashiro Nene, however that may look, away from anybody's eyes but our own. Our precious words to keep to ourselves, that no person or memory loss can take away from us ever again.

It's ours, yours... but only if it's something that you want.

I don't know what made you stop talking. I know it must've been for a good reason if it's something you felt like you had to do, because I don't think you'd do something like this lightly. But even if I'm worried, I wouldn't force you to talk to me through this notebook any more than I'd try to force you to talk vocally. It's a choice and possibility, but not a demand.

Whatever you choose, I'll support it. Even if you use this space I left for you to tell me to leave, I'll honor that too. You've had enough things taken out of your hands, so for once, I'm giving something to you.

[At the bottom of the page is a space where Nene could write if she wanted.]

( nene blinks as he holds out the notebook, and then stares down at it. it's... written in? carefully, she takes it, and reads. ... oh...

it's.

an exchange diary. and for once she doesn't think of that shameful memory at the bookstacks, or anything like that. instead she just reads, eyes welling up- something for them, to protect their hearts from lost memories and more, something to share-

something to share, a choice, and a voice reaching out all at once. she doesn't mean to drop the notebook- but it falls from her fingers as she leans forward with a start, arms wrapping around hinata as her shoulders shake in muffled sobs.

even now he loves her. )

[Hinata feels his shoulders go tense when he sees the tears welling, but he doesn't allow himself to react outside of that. Waits, because there's a lot of things it could mean, and he won't presume a meaning that isn't there.

The notebook falls from her fingers, and he immediately thinks the worst, but it's wiped from his mind with what happens next - her arms are around him. She's... hugging him. She's actually hugging him.

His arms are going around her of their own accord, moving without his permission but there's only a brief feeling of worry - if she hugged him like this, it's one meant to be returned.

The tangled knot of feelings that have surrounded his thoughts about Nene start to unravel, loosen, and Hinata can feel that ever present tension slipping away from him. He feels lighter.]

It's okay. [He finds himself saying it, not really sure what the words will be until they leave his mouth. Hinata doesn't know if they're the right ones, but he hopes they are.] It's going to be okay. [And in a movement that he does have full control and intent, he reaches to smooth back her hair on the top of her head.] Even if it's not right now... it'll be better one day. I'll do everything I can to make sure that it is.

( nene cling to hajime- like if she lets go, he'll turn around and go too, like she needs him there to breathe, like if she doesn't, she'll wake up and this will have bene a dream- and cries, cries in grief and love and mourning and want all at once. considering they're just standing in her doorway, it's probably a little awkward, but who's going to harass the trauma-mute girl for crying? literally no one, so many people would kill them. nene doesn't know this, of course, but still.

she stays there, holding and being held, until her sobs turn into soft cries turn into hiccups and she probably needs to wash her face and hinata's shirt is probably wet, and only then does she back up, rubbing at her eyes futilely. it feels like she's out of tears, and like they're still there- she doesn't think about the fact that she probably has scales around the corners of her eyes now, small and barely there but existing.

she tries to say 'i love you'.

she tries to say 'i'm sorry i avoided you'.

she tries to say 'i'm sorry i hurt you too'.

nothing comes out. but she can at least stay with him, right? )

[She can always stay with him. He'll never turn her away.

He doesn't move, aside from those motions of smoothing her hair back, which he never ceases until she pulls back on her own.

His shirt is pretty soaked, and he's a little confused by something being on her face because he doesn't think he had anything on his shirt that could've stuck to her? But he simply smiles, warm and maybe a little watery.

There's one thing he still has, even if it's been longer for her than him.

Hinata reaches out, and the few strands of hair that have slipped forward, just like when she leans over her desk; he tucks them behind her ear.]

...Hey. There you are.

[He hadn't intended to speak much more, not outside of writing, but it slipped out anyway.]

[Hinata makes a surprised noise when he's latched onto, but he doesn't shake Subaru off. He does, however, make a face at what he says.]

Don't be crude, Akehoshi. If we ever get the hell out of here and we get stranded out in the wilderness, we need to be able to set up tents.

[He huffs, and just. Goes back to work like Subaru isn't hanging off him??? Insane.]

I'm not really that good or bad it, or at least I wasn't. I forced myself to practice and get better, because I don't want the club to get shut down for not having enough activity.

( there she is. not hiding under her blankets behind home-made curtains, or anything else. she gives a weak smile, one hand gently clinging to his shirt still while she bends down to pick up what was dropped. the notebook.... nene hugs it close to her chest, squeezing her fingers tight around the topmost edge and gently tugs hinata into the room a bit further- no more crying on display for everyone, and sore, depressed legs demand a sit. )

Come on in. You're... Inaba, right? [They haven't talked... Or at least in Hinata's memories they haven't talked, but he's seen her in passing a few times.] We can hold off on the lessons for another time, then.

[With a slight smile, Hinata stands up and sets his supplies to the side. That can wait til later.]

There's only so much we can get from the school, but we do have a few things hanging around, like the ropes and some bottles of pre-boiled water. Was there something in particular you had in mind?

Jeez~, you and Ama-chan are the same type of guy! Maddy would've played along, probably... Or he would've gone further in retaliation.

[gosh... but hinata does let him hang on, so he'll consider it a trade. he's the only one so far of the guys he knows that lets him do this, subaru will cherish it forever.]

Mm~, I should do something for my club, too... I wonder if it's enough to put in reports about stars and stuff, though we've been able to track peak times for meteor showers too~. Oh, by the way, the Taurids'll be going until the start of December, so if you've got a few hours to spare you oughta go to the rooftop and give 'em a look! You can see them super well here, since there's nothing around to block the stars~!

[Hinata squeezes her hand lightly when she manages a smile; even if it's weak, it's a tiny miracle all on its own. He lets himself be tugged along with her into the room, finally away from any prying eyes or ears.

There's not many places to sit, aside from the bed, but he'll still make an inquisitive noise and wave at the bed. He's going to try to do his best from here to meet her halfway, and that means cutting down on his talking so she doesn't feel out of place for choosing not to - or not being able to - speak.]

[The nicknames came as a surprise when he met Subaru as their new member, but he's more adjusted to it now. At least to the point where he doesn't make confused faces while he tries to figure out who is who.]

It's why Amami and I get along, probably. Komaeda just... [Komaeda Just, he could honestly probably leave the sentence right there.] He likes seeing people's reactions, I think.

[His hands go still as he listens, though, and he can't help the light laugh that escapes him.]

...You know, it's funny. Even after all these months I haven't gone up to look at the stars. What a waste. [He shakes his head, dismissing it. Too late to change it now, but it's not like they aren't there anymore.] You should do it though, it's a good idea. Being able to read the stars is important for being able to figure out where you are. And... I know there's probably a lot of others like me who grew up in the city, so I'm sure they'll appreciate it too. Not all survival is about practical things. Or- [Alright that part feels a little embarrassing to say, so Hinata lets his gaze dart away.] ...something like that.

[yeah... yeah... he gets it. komaeda just.

subaru leans more on hinata as he talks, then plops into the seat next to him proper. ropes... he can do knots too, he's part of. a kind of survival club back in yumenosaki. they play war games, i think.]

Life's not all about survival. Life's more about things like stars and the way the clouds look when the sun rises or sets, and also how you feel when you jam to a good song or eat a tasty meal~. So you oughta be able to experience that part of life too, Hina-chan.

[but that kind of thing's obvious, so he takes one of the ropes and starts... doing something with it.]

Look at the stars just 'cause they're stars. They'll look back at you the same way.

[War games............... what is happening in enstars i'm crying are they okay]

...Yeah. [He's nodded as he listened, and Hinata sounds thoughtful even now.] I think... even back home, I didn't spend a lot of time thinking about those kinds of things. Too busy rushing around and trying to do everything I could to be better, probably. [He snorts slightly, but then reaches out and starts mimicking whatever it is that Subaru's doing with the rope.] But being trapped here... It makes you realize all the little things around you that you take for granted.

[Even before, back on Jabberwock the night the Killing Game was announced - Hinata thinks he'd started to realize it back then, even if he hadn't started doing things to appreciate everything more.]

If they looked at me just because I'm Hinata Hajime... that feels like it'd be pretty nice, honestly. I'd give them all the time in the world for that.

[No weight or burdens or expectations.]

( oh-- her bed is so unmade, because she'd just gotten out of it for hajime alone-- oh how embarrassing, hold on, let her lean over and try to at least flatten everything out.... before she kinda ruins it by plopping down in a tired heap, using a pillow as a support against the wall and holding a large hamster plushie. peering over it's head, she nods- he can sit down. but... oh.

he really is just gonna write, isn't he...? )

[He will. Because he doesn't want her to feel anymore alone, he will.

He pats her head, trying to put all of the reassurance he can into the gesture, then climbs in besides her. Hinata may be tidy, but he won't care if somebody else isn't.

When they're both settled, he'll hold out the pen for her. Held higher, now that he knows she'll receive it.]

[yama if i told you what enstars hid beneath its charming veneer of idol boys, you would ask them to seek help. war games in a club is the least of it.

the words make subaru glance at him, curious, and then grins a little warmer. at the rope? maybe. maybe.]

Yeah, I get it~. I'm the same way. ♪ That's why I'm sorta glad I'm a total no-name here [outside of his fanclub] 'cause I'm a big one back home~. For this and that. But it's not like they see me, y'know? So the stars're nice, 'cause they don't care who you are -- just that you're taking time to spend some with 'em.

Yeah.

[She actually doesn't know about Hinata's memory issues, but it's fine if she was forgotten, after all. It's been a while.]

I was wondering if you guys had some camping stuff... sleeping bags or something? It's fine if you don't, I'll make do with what I have.

[She's being polite and cordial in her tone of voice, something that's pretty unusual, even for someone like her who tries to blend in with the crowd but still stands out just barely enough as a transfer.]

[PLEASE IM CRYINGGGGGGGGG WHAT IS HAPPENING TO THE BOYS

Hinata is curious himself about what exactly that means... but it doesn't sound like something Subaru is necessarily thrilled about it, at least not this aspect of it, so he doesn't ask about it.]

A big shot, huh... [His hands are a little clumsy with the motions because he's watching, learning, but he still follows Subaru's example as he continues talking.] Well, you'll always just be you with us. You're just Akehoshi to me; the other stuff doesn't matter unless you want it to.

[Just Subaru Akehoshi and Hinata Hajime. It sounds pretty great, really.]

It'll be nice, spending some time on the roof. Can make some good memories here for a change instead of all the miserable ones that keep piling up.

[Hinata hums, thinking.]

The school's only given us one tent for the club's use, so that one I wouldn't be able to give you... But we do have sleeping bags that we can give out per member, if you were interested in joining.

[But the gears in his head turn a little bit more as he mulls over that word choice. "Make do..."]

...Was there something in particular you needed them for? Being stuck here limits a lot of what we can get our hands on, but we might be able to throw something together to suit your needs.

Aah, it's for members only, huh...?

[She clicks her tongue in what seems to be only read as disappointment but manages to force a smile as she brings her hands up in apology.]

It's fine. I'm not really interested in joining any clubs at the moment, anyway.

[Even if she'd have the free time for them, she doesn't feel like there's any club that she'd feel right at home with. They wouldn't suit her and she'd wind up in the same place as before, when she got kicked out of the computer club, back at Yamaboshi.]

I was mostly looking to make my sleeping space a little more comfortable, is all. Desks are still a little hard on the neck.

[GOD I WISH I DIDNT HAVE THE ANSWER TO THAT. IT'S "AKIRA" THAT'S THE NAME OF THE MAIN WRITER.

... oh, he definitely likes hinata. the words spark fireworks in his chest, happy sparklers that shine and warm him, and he kicks his feet beneath the table; he slows his hands a bit so hinata can watch a little better, get used to the way the rope loops and tucks into itself. trickstar's that way themselves, paying little mind to the strings attached to subaru as they go about their lives until those ties twist into a knot they carefully unwind... it's nice being told that though, assured of it.]

You wanna hang out tonight? I wanna make some good memories with you too, Hina-chan. ☆

( nene takes the pen and looks at the notebook, and it's an honest struggle to not start crying all over again but somehow she manages- unaware of the lingering scales on her cheeks and around her eyes. with her exhaustion, it just doesn't occur to her- and while she tears up easily, she's never truly been a crier like this.

yogen's done a lot to her.

eventually though, she passes it back. )

i'm sorry i avoided you when we needed each other
i'm sorry i let the hurt win
it wasn't fair to you
and it wasn't good for me

i love you hajime-nii

i'm so tired of losing everyone and everything
campbell-san and father abel
izumi-nii
kokichi-kun and kaede-chan
hajun-nii and shinobu-nee
turing and rika-chan and shuichi-kun
stephanie and hanako-kun

you in a sense, even.

i thought with hanako-kun going, to search from a different angle, i could be strong for him
but while i was having fun and spending time with noah and subaru-kun stephanie was all alone, trying to
sacrifice herself to save us all
and for what? we're still here and still hurting and nothing is better

i just lost more family
i was just alone again

it feels like anyone i love is going to leave
what happens if noah goes out one day and never comes back? what if worse than amnesia happens to you?

i'm so tired but no sleep or food or water helps me

the nurse says that i went mute as a trauma response, its psychological
i dont know if it'll come back
i dont know if i want my voice to come back
'i love you' feels like a curse now when i say it.

i don't want anyone else i love to die
i dont want to wake up and wonder if someone will be gone today
i dont want to get out of bed and not see someone in the kitchen for breakfast anymore
im tired

[Akira... Akira why are the boys not all right

It takes Hinata a second to catch on, but then his eyes are going wide as he realizes that Subaru must be slowing down on purpose for him. It melts into a smile, warmth threading its way through him as he makes those careful tucks with the rope.]

We can, if you'd like. I really want to head up there, now that you've got me thinking about it... [He shrugs a little, nonchalant, but Hinata's eyes are bright with excitement.] But something like that is better to share with another person, so if you wanted to come too... I'd be really glad.

[A chance to bond, to get to know each other better - and a chance to share something bright in this place that's been so bleak.]

I'll teach you all the constellations you can see right now! The colder months are perfect for stargazing, actually, 'cause the chill makes the skies clear and the stars are super bright and sparkly...♪

[so yes, hinata's got a partner to go up with for sure. he's excited. even if he's asking the next question, which should be in a concerned tone but absolutely isn't!]

Is right now okay, though? What if someone comes by looking for lessons~?

[Hinata hums, thoughtful. It sounds wonderful, and he'd love nothing more - but Subaru's question also brings out the responsible side of him. He has taken it on as something of a responsibility to the Survival Club, and the last thing he wants to do is let them down.

It takes a moment of thought, but then Hinata's nodding slightly as an idea strikes him.]

...How about this? Since there's still a little time before the sun sets, we'll give it an hour or so. I'll send out a message on the PDA as a notice that I'll be ending early today, if anybody wants to come by for lessons before I do. That way everybody will still have a chance to come by today, and we'll still be able to go see the stars soon.

[Hinata doesn't quite remember what he was about to say - something reassuring, perhaps, about how she shouldn't feel the need to join a club if she doesn't want to.

But it's quickly wiped from his mind, alarm streaking across his face.]

You're... don't tell me you're staying out here in the school instead of the dorms?

[He can feel himself go paler by the second. Doesn't she know how dangerous that is...?]

If... you need a place to stay, I'm sure there has to be space in one of the rooms still.

I am.

[She answers rather curtly and without a single shred of hesitation. If she notices him going pale in the face, Inaba ignores it with a smile; one that doesn't reach her eyes in the slightest bit. Her tone keeps its polite, distant edge, icy in spite of how chipper she sounds.]

Someone offered to let me stay with them before, but I said no. It's much better if I'm alone.

[After all-

...if she started alone, she can go back to being alone...right?]

[He takes the book back, preparing himself for whatever he might find on the pages. But even with that preparation, it still isn't enough to brace himself against the way the words make his eyes burn.

It's things that he expected, of course, but it doesn't make him feel any less pained for Nene's sake.

He takes a second, after, to collect himself, wipe at his eyes as discreetly as he can. And then he lifts the pen and begins to write.]

You don't need to apologize for those things. Not when I should be saying sorry, too. I was so guilty for how hurt you were by me losing my memories... I let that guilt overwhelm me to the point where I couldn't even face you. Spent months, even, thinking I didn't deserve to. Not until I got so worried about you that I couldn't afford to think about that anymore.

Even now, I still don't know if I deserve that love... But I love you all the same.

I want to be able to promise you that nothing'll happen to me, or that nobody else we care about will die. But I don't if I should, if I even can, when I couldn't even save Saihara or Kawai. I never thought I'd let anything happen to Saihara especially... and I still failed him.

But... I don't want to give up, either. I want us to get out of here and see what's waiting for us after we get free from this place.

So even if I can't promise that nothing'll happen to me... I can promise that I'll do everything I can to keep us both safe and alive. Even if I can't give more than that, I'll give everything I can to make sure that happens.

We've gone through terrible things since we woke up in this school. You're strong for enduring everything that you have up until now, and you're strong even now when it's become too much. There's no shame in feeling overwhelmed by what's happening when some days here feel like waking nightmares.

If you talk again, you'll talk again when you're ready for it. But if you can't... I know you'll find a way for it to not to interfere with your life, because that's the kind of person you are. And those of us that care about you still will, because you're you.

But whether you talk again or not... regardless of that, don't feel like your love is a curse, because nothing could be farther from the truth. Your love gives all of us the strength to keep fighting. Even if it may be painful at times, love is something beautiful and precious, in all of its shapes and forms. And yours, especially, is keeping so many of us going.

I forgot almost everything else, you know? Friends and precious things that happened here... and yet, through all of that, I still remembered you. I remembered you, and how much I cared about you, even when I lost almost everything else. If that isn't something worth protecting and cherishing, I don't know what is.

[Hinata shakes his head, hard. No... No.

He doesn't want to accept either of those things.]

Being alone... That's its own problem, but even putting that aside- you know that void is getting bigger in the school, right? What are you going to do if it swallows one of the rooms you're staying in? It's dangerous out here!

[It's something he thinks about a lot. The void that's getting ever closer to their daily lives, and with no foreseeable way to stop it.

And she's just... out here, facing that by herself?

It doesn't sit right with him. Not at all.]

["Being alone... That's its own problem," well, he most certainly is correct about that, at least, but that isn't important at the moment. There are things that are much more important here, and that's-]

Yeah, I do. [She's pretty aware of that. How could she not be?] But that just means that its growth needs to be stopped, right?

[!!!!]

You're so~o smart, Hina-chan! Sounds good, sounds good! We'll definitely be able to finish a couple constellations ourselves by then, too~.

[for their ropes.]

( nene takes the book back and reads it all slowly- or tries to, anyways. her vision starts to blur about half-way through- is it the mention of shuichi and rika? the affirmation of her strength combined with the reassurance that she's allowed to be upset...?

either way, neither compares to that earnest declaration of love- though, it's written out in every word he's left for her, in it's own way. instead of writing her own response once more, nene scoots closer and hugs hinata tightly, letting herself cry again- it's not as pained as before, this time. )

[semi-open] fifth truth bullet: saihara shuuichi

11/1, ota but limited to one thread

[closed to nene] sometime post-ghosts but early November

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early-mid November, ota

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this took forever compared to our other tags this thread but also u'll see why

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