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5th Person: To see my muse cry
Kaito lay curled up on one of the beds in the nurses office. There were still a few tears in his eyes, but it wasn’t nearly as bad as it had been earlier when he’d stepped into the biology room. Really, there should have been a sign that said they’d be doing dissections that day. Especially when they were using those… things instead of frogs. Had nearly given him a heart attack…
He heard the door open and glanced up, half expecting the nurse to have come back from getting some more supplies. But it wasn’t her who walked in.
“Aoko? Why’re you in here?” He wiped his face a bit to get rid of some of the wetness. “If you’re looking for the nurse, she’s out right now…”
“You’re lying, aren’t you? I’m kind of sure, that you did cry just now. So what’s wrong? Is it because of what we are doing in biology right now? I know that you hate fish, but that is no reason to start crying. You could just ask the teacher to give you a frog instead of a fish.”
She paused for a few minutes as she slowly laid down next to him. “You shouldn’t make your life more complicated as it needs to be, Kaito.”
Switching what I get doesn’t change what’s around me… or what going on with those things around me… Ugh…
He had to stop thinking about it. It might not be the first time he’s seen those things in pieces, but at least they were displayed as food, not being cut open with everything…
No, nope, stop. Not going to make himself feel sick again.
”…Well, sor-ry for being good at making things complicated…“
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