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Seishu Inupi,
I don't understand you sometimes. I know that I haven't been the best friend to you, and I'm sorry. I should've never accused you of using me for money. That was wrong. I was wrong. I do all this horrible shit, and you still ask me those questions. Am I happy? I mean, sure. No, not really. I work for money. That's what I say, but part of me still holds onto Akane-san. She still occupies a large part of my brain and you you seem like the spitting image of her. It's scary, honestly. Sometimes, I look at you and think that she's there. That she's you. But that's wrong. You're not Akane, you're Seishu. I know that. Part of me has always known. Back when we were younger, in the library, you fell asleep at an open window. I kissed you that day. But when I kissed you, I didn't think of you, I thought of Akane. That was wrong. I'm sorry. I stole a kiss and pretended it didn't happen.
Akane told me once, "You should only kiss someone you like." or something along the lines of that. I told her that I did like her. And maybe, for a while, I did. It wasn't until much later that I realized it was you. You might think it's gross, but it's true. It's not because I'm replacing her, because I couldn't. But it's you who's here with me. Not her. I'm sorry it took me so long to realize and come to terms with it. I could never say this to your face and I don't intend to show you, but I had to say it, write it, whatever. I'm so sorry it took so long.
Maybe in another life, under different circumstances, I could tell you. Not when I've done so much wrong. I love you, Seishu. I'm sorry.
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As Inui's eyes flicker over the lines he's holding his breath. Undoubtedly, this had to have been Koko. The paper was found lying about in his apartment. When was Koko here?