It had only been a few weeks since you were able to fight off the lobotomy once and for all, being Hajime Hinata, not Izuru Kamukura. It felt nice to finally get to relax, to enjoy, to reminisce, which was exactly what you were doing now as you looked out at the blue sea. Nagito however, had similar plans, he looked at the sand idly as he trudged, it was clear he wasn't wanted around (or so he thought), so he thought it would be better to just sulk around absent mindedly. This leads to disaster due to his luck, and before he knows it he bumps into you, literally since he tripped on some random rock. Nagito was about to fall into his face when he felt firm arms catch him.

“You should watch where you're going-“

Komaeda already snapped, expecting he bumped into someone annoying like Kazuichi. He opened one eye as he had expected the inevitable, and to his pleasant surprise he saw you. Instantly Nagito's sickly pale face burned a bright red in his cheeks, both his normal hand and his robotic hand coming to grip onto your arms as he steadied himself.

“..Oh, hey Hajime, it's just you. I'm sorry you had the misfortune of bumping into me, useless trash like me should know my place.“

Nagito took on his usual pessimistic view, however, his usual neutral smile seemed more genuine, almost crazed as he looked at you, he took your hand into his, his robotic hand was cold compared to his other palm which felt quite sticky.

“You have to forgive me, I'm your stepping stone towards hope, a pedestal to your feet..“

He seemed to get lost in his fantasies of hope or something of the sort as he giggle slightly to himself, his intense green eyes just staring right through you. Anymore of this type of talk and Nagito was about to go into his notorious hope rants.