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“No, I’m not. I’m…” Rio shook her head in denial. This reminded Yuuki of his sister. “But you have to be upfront with us. We’re not mind readers, you know?” Yuuki said to Rio just as Mina had said to him that day, smiling. Rio stared back at him, a glimmer of hope in her eye. “Exactly, everyone hates me because I’m not upfront. I’m not strong. I’m weak, hopelessly weak. So I run, telling myself I can get by on my own, telling myself everyone else is wrong. But in reality I... I can’t stand the loneliness.” “I see.” Yuuki nodded, continuing to gently pat her. Eventually, little by little, Rio’s ragged breathing went back to normal. Rio timidly lifted her head up, gazing at Yuuki with puffy eyes. “You’re... not mad? Even after all the horrible things I said?” “I figured you were under