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↳ "Friendship isn't friendship unless the care between you is mutual." ↲
⌠ Fracture ▯ Midnight City ⌡
Fᴀᴄᴇ Cʟᴀɪᴍ ◇ Yata Misaki - K Project
Dɪᴀʟᴏɢᴜᴇ Cᴏʟᴏʀ ◇ #9D0A0F ▯ Tʜᴏᴜɢʜᴛ Cᴏʟᴏʀ ◇ #F16522
Satoshi didn't want to believe them. After all, why would Natsuki have been so nice if he hated him? It didn't make any sense. But Ryou and Akatsuki had never lied to him before either, and they did seem to be better at judging people's personalities than he was. "Okay...fine then." Sou couldn't help but feel conflicted as the three split up to go to their respective classes. Satoshi's next class was gym, and he was distracted for the first part of the class, immersed in his thoughts about Natsuki and Hazuki and his two best friends who didn't seem quite as friendly. It was all a mess.
He perked up a bit when the group was instructed to run the mile outside. Satoshi groaned as he remembered his condition and the missing pills, knowing that he probably shouldn't be running, but he dismissed the thought in favor of trying to get his mind off everything else. He almost tripped once and nearly had a heart attack from being so caught up in his thoughts (the idea of getting his mind off of other things definitely failed). Looking up, he happened to see Natsuki in one of the second story windows, and moved his hand to wave before remembering what his friends had said. Satoshi lowered his hand reluctantly and continued with his laps, still confused at all that was going on. This is all so damn annoying...
Also, I was wondering, but do you have any suggestions on how to reveal that Satoshi's friends are assholes? It's already set in stone that they're the ones sending him all the hate, but I can't figure out how to reveal it (they also stole his meds). Satoshi's afraid of the dark, do you think I should use that?