[Those were stupid words. Ryuutaro knew that everyone aside from him couldn't see the future and lived just fine... It was not that. It was not that he was worried for his life. But fortune-telling... it was what made him special. And it was something he put all his passion into, something he loved from the bottom of his heart. All the knowledge that had been taking from him was something he'd worked for over years and he'd worked hard.
And then Hayato got back into his self-loathing and Ryuutaro's other hand shot up to his head again. This was just so hard to stand. On every other person it would've been easy, but Hayato... Hayato of all people shouldn't feel like that. He was special, special enough for Ryuutaro to chose him.
And suddenly he was really scared to tell Hayato about his ability this week. What if he'd run away? Hayato should really trust him by now, but apparently he didn't. That was a bit hurtful. He fell silent for a moment just pressing his hand against his forehead, trying to think]
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And it was something he put all his passion into, something he loved from the bottom of his heart. All the knowledge that had been taking from him was something he'd worked for over years and he'd worked hard.
And then Hayato got back into his self-loathing and Ryuutaro's other hand shot up to his head again. This was just so hard to stand. On every other person it would've been easy, but Hayato... Hayato of all people shouldn't feel like that. He was special, special enough for Ryuutaro to chose him.
And suddenly he was really scared to tell Hayato about his ability this week. What if he'd run away? Hayato should really trust him by now, but apparently he didn't. That was a bit hurtful.
He fell silent for a moment just pressing his hand against his forehead, trying to think]