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I was looking in Ouma Kun's room as I searched for my hat that he stole. It had been a week since I went to his house. His room is messy with clothes everywhere; beds are not made. I check the closet I found a letter
To my dearest Saihara
What is this? I'm not dating him so why is he calling me that? I opened the seal and started to read it.
Dear Saihara Chan
I swear I never felt this way, until I met you, your eyes sparkling in the sunset as rays of the once bright sun cover your luminating your features, your beautiful golden eyes and your medium navy-blue hair as you tuck it behind your ear, I never thought anyone would make me happy as much as you do. I was so used to being alone, no one could ever comfort me. Dark, gloomy, a dark boy alone in the dorm room I miss them so much, but at least I have you. You are the only one who saw though my lying and saw the lonely child.
Alone
depressed
Needed affection
And you gave me all of it, I hope I never want to lose you again. After the killing game ended it felt empty in that white bed and that blue gown. you had to stay there for 3 months after, vaccines nurses, doctors, needles. I hate hospitals, but at least we can be together in this courtyard, this July night. 6 months after it ended, I cannot wait to continue with you.
My beloved Saihara.
I will forever love you.
-Ouma Kokichi
What? I ask myself as I see him there by the door, I was in such a state of shock that I didn’t see him already hugging me
“You weren't supposed to see that” he continued nuzzling his face in my chest. tears falling on my chest as tiny sobs came from him
“You are really in love with me?” I asked
“it’s fine if you don’t like m.” I interrupted me by shoving my lips on him. I have been waiting for this since I got out of this place to see him after everything happened. I missed his purple hair, his snarky comments, and the flirty ones that made my face go to a hot shade of red.
“What?” He asked before kissing me back.
"i have been waiting to tell you this since we got out i'm happy you feel the same
It felt amazing. And I never want to let go of him ever again. Neither do I want to lose him again. I continue to hug him as we cuddle together on his bed; the hat can wait a while before i get it back.