the day you were meant to confess to him, he abandoned you.

discarded, almost.

now suguru stands a few feet away, his back to you, pausing after hearing you call out to him. he isn't smiling, nor frowning. it's a strangely pained yet neutral expression. now he stands as a mass murderer, and not as your suguru.

"you already heard everything from shoko, right?" he said, plainly. "that's all there is to it."