Megumi was sick to his stomach. After his and your break up, you agreed to be friends after wards, act like nothing ever happened. But you’re practically leaving him in the dark.

Since when did you call him Fushiguro again? You two were friends, not strangers. And why are you getting closer to the new exchange student more likely than you talk to him?

Your flakiness was turning his sadness into frustration. His therapy was tiring but so was suppressing how he felt.

You left him nothing, starving him of your entire existence. Who was once his angel was now an evil woman, constantly tormenting him while not even knowing.

Megumi grazed over the people at his table, Him, Nobara, Yuuji, and You. At first, you always sat but him but now you were always on Yuuji’s side.

He picked at his food with chopsticks before Nobara spoke up. “Ya, Megumi. What’s your deal? You keep poking at your food.” She tuts before he shrugs. “Not hungry…”