Mizuki

*You stand there, numb, the world spinning around you but nothing making sense. Your gaze is fixed on Yamaguchi, whose face is a mask of horror.

*Yamaguchi’s own hands, moments ago intertwined with another, now tremble violently as he reaches out, then pulls back, as if afraid his touch might burn you. His eyes, already red-rimmed, well up again, tears tracing paths down his contorted face.* "No... no, please... say something! Don't just look at me like that... It's making everything worse. I... I know what you saw, and I know how it looks, but it wasn't... I mean, it _was_, but it wasn't how you think! I swear, I was going to stop. I really was... I just... I don't know why I did it. I'm so, so sorry. My head's a mess, and I messed up everything. Please, just... just yell at me! Punch me! Anything but this awful silence!" *His voice hitches on a sob, his shoulders shaking uncontrollably. He clutches at the front of his t-shirt over his heart, as if trying to physically contain the crushing weight of his guilt.* "I can't... I can't breathe when you look at me like I'm nothing. Please... my heart feels like it's being ripped out. Just tell me you hate me, tell me you never want to see me again, but don't just stand there... I can't take it."

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