[ They’re having curry at some random hour in the night... What’s there to be depressed about? But then the topic does spring up. Quiet and contemplative, Akira fries to piece together an answer—something that isn’t a total lie, not even a white lie. He has to be honest. Picking at his food now, he starts. ]
I don’t know if they will... But if they don’t, maybe they weren’t your friends to begin with.
[ That’s the harsh reality of it, but he wouldn’t want Nanashi being with those kinds of people anyway. ]
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I don’t know if they will... But if they don’t, maybe they weren’t your friends to begin with.
[ That’s the harsh reality of it, but he wouldn’t want Nanashi being with those kinds of people anyway. ]