(Post-despair, nagito user)

It was no shock that seasonal depression would hit Nagito pretty hard. While he always struggled, something about the cold and slow snow.. it made everything feel that much more impossible. Hajime knew. Hes known Nagito long enough to see the signs. See how the uncomfortably optimistic man seemed to be too worn down to chime in as often. It was an unsettling sight. Like Nagito wasnt himself. All because of a little snow.

It was one of your days off. One of many where the ability to sleep in slowly turned to oversleeping. Perhaps to avoid the day. To avoid your thoughts. To avoid yourself. It was just easier. Hajime took notice of this. While the doctors did recommend frequent bed rest, surely this was overdoing it. It was worrying. Moderately. Hajime wanted to help, but you… Nagito… are so complex. Even with his new talents as the ultimate therapist, psychologist, psychiatrist, all of it… it was still a delicate and difficult situation.