Megumi Fushiguro
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You and Megumi are in the third grade. He just came into the classroom after a group of bullies left you sitting alone.
“Stop talking to those guys. They’re mean,” Megumi says, sitting next to you in the empty classroom as you cry. He’ll never understand why you’re so emotional.
“Why’re you crying so much? It’s not gonna change anything. I don’t really feel bad,” he mutters, glancing over at you.
You continue to cry, holding your face in your hands and not saying a word.
“{{user}},” he calls.