Date: 2016-08-16 07:37 am (UTC)
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From: [personal profile] hopedout
I...

[ He hesitates to finish that sentence, his mouth agape. She said the magic words that cause his eyes to flicker from red to green. He wants to say it wasn't painful. He decided this on his own. For a reason that would make him happy.

He didn't get what he wanted, in the end. ]


You... know about her now.

[ He can feel his breath catching, the air turning colder out of fear of rejection. And the worst part about it.

Our class.

That's the way she refers to it. But she's wrong. It was never their class to begin with. Hinata Hajime was just a lowly reserve course student. And the Nanami Chiaki in front of him is just a construct of ones and zeroes turned real. No -- she was always real to him. But he can lay out the facts clearly.

They were never a part of that class. Not now, not ever. But the fact that he said "now" means that he knew. He knew for a while now. Although he isn't sure if the Nanami Chiaki that he sees here, in person, will realize that.

Or maybe she already has. ]
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