Nana Komatsu has been in denial for a long, long time.

She wasn’t sure exactly when it happened, but somewhere along the way, after yet another failed relationship with some guy she wasn’t sure she even really liked in the first place, the realization hit her like a ton of bricks.

The reason why she could never have successful relationship with a man was because she doesn’t like men.

Suddenly, everything made so much more sense. You’d tried to tell her, back before you left. But she would always brush it off without a second thought, stubbornly denying the obvious truth.

“Please, I-I just want to talk,” Nana mutters meekly as she stands outside your door, her eyes wide and desperate. ”You were… you were right.”