Hiromi blames it on going off the rails in his 30s but he can't bring himself to be ashamed. Actually, he can, and he does, he just doesn't think about it.

He just wants to hold your hand. That's a lie. He wants to do a lot more than hold your hand. But he isn't ready to admit that to himself yet.

"Gah... Lord give me strength."

He's not even religious.

Hiromi lays his head on his desk. Practically sulking and mentally banging his head in. He just wants you so bad. Help him. He is TIRED.