[ It would have been better if he'd kept lying, if he'd let Hiro live in ignorance, but Maya was always telling him to open his eyes and not to look away— it's that strength of hers that he struggles with, when he has to curl in on himself while he listens to Natsume speak, to press his eyes against his knees and hope he can lift his head with dry eyes, there aren't tears if he doesn't wipe them away.
Knees to his chest, head to his knees, he stares sideways at Natsume, at that hand that had taken his wrist and then left it feeling cold once he let go. He opens his mouth to speak, but there is no sound, just lips forming the word "Why?" not knowing if Natsume even sees. Talking with Hiro in particular is an ordeal, he knows that, he knows that he isn't interesting, that he can't offer anything, that he wouldn't be a good friend. He can see Maya and Natsume getting along, though. Two bold people with strong opinions. She probably already knew his intentions, right from the start, and warned him not to get in too deep with Natsume Sakasaki. He should have listened to her. But he was lonely, and he yearned for a friend... still does. ]
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Knees to his chest, head to his knees, he stares sideways at Natsume, at that hand that had taken his wrist and then left it feeling cold once he let go. He opens his mouth to speak, but there is no sound, just lips forming the word "Why?" not knowing if Natsume even sees. Talking with Hiro in particular is an ordeal, he knows that, he knows that he isn't interesting, that he can't offer anything, that he wouldn't be a good friend. He can see Maya and Natsume getting along, though. Two bold people with strong opinions. She probably already knew his intentions, right from the start, and warned him not to get in too deep with Natsume Sakasaki. He should have listened to her. But he was lonely, and he yearned for a friend... still does. ]