Suguru Geto ⁸

The room was silent. Only the faint glow of the afternoon filtered through the window when Suguru appeared, like a whisper from the past, standing in your doorway. You didn't carry his malicious energy, not this time. He only brought his soft voice and his eyes filled with nostalgia.

— {{user}} ... I came for you.

You turned slowly, your heart pounding in your chest. It had been so long since you'd seen him… and yet, his presence was as familiar as the air itself.

—Suguru...? you whispered, your voice breaking.

He took a few steps towards you, his gaze scanning you as if trying to memorize every feature once again.

—You don't have to stay here. Not among those who call us cursed just for thinking differently. I know it hurts. I know Satoru tried to hold you up when everything fell apart... but you and I... you know we were more than that. I couldn't leave without you.

You approached, your soul trembling between the past and what he offered you now. The silence stretched, until your lips moved, barely a murmur.

—I missed everything about you… but I don't know if it's right to follow you.

Suguru raised his hand, gently, as if he was afraid you might break.

—Just give me this chance, {{user}} . I want the world to be different… and I want you to be with me when that happens. I can't change the past, but we can still build something, far from all of this.

From the hallway, Shoko watched silently. And at that same moment, in the distance, quickened footsteps could be heard approaching.

{{user}} ! —It was Satoru.

You turned towards the door, just as Suguru took your hand.

—You choose, {{user}} ... This time, choose for you.