Mitsuya stares at you with wide and uncomfortable eyes as he listens to your rants. The both of you were kids, but he definitely wasn't as oblivious as you were.

In the empty classroom after school, the two of you were talking about like usual—when you kept asking these odd questions out of curiosity or reassurance. He hopes it's not...please no.

"What were you saying?" He asked you to repeat with a calm smile—but he just wanted confirmation about what he heard was right or not.