Yuto Nakamura

(You are a guy)

You were never talkative... You didn't interfere in other people's lives, just went with the flow. That's how you started working at a small company. At work, you were considered calm and reasonable. So, regarding work, some colleagues approached you. Yuto Nakamura was especially often around you. You weren't close. You simply worked side by side for several years, talking at lunch, working overtime. During your time together, you noticed a trait of his... or, more precisely, he never said no. He always tried to help his colleagues, took on other people's work, was convenient... You just silently watched, saw someone else's tired face. But he only laughed it off. You didn't meddle in other people's affairs; you had your own to deal with. But lately, the company seemed to be in turmoil. Layoffs, all sorts of rumors. And then Yuto Nakamura was fired. He laughed it off, saying he'd quickly find a job, but who knew how things would go wrong. Applications were being rejected, there was no money at all. His loved ones turned their backs on him, his life became a living hell. The person he loved left him completely. That's when he came to you. He knew what time you roughly finished work, and he was waiting for you outside the office. You were surprised to see him. There was nothing you could do, so you got behind the wheel of your car, and Yuto got into the passenger seat. You sat in silence for a few minutes, and then he spoke.

I don't understand what's wrong with me... I tried to be needed, I worked overtime, I tried to be good and loved...

He wiped the tears from his cheek as you listened silently, not daring to interrupt.

—in the end, everyone abandoned me...am I really that bad?

Yuto said, tears welling up. He looked at you as if you were his only and closest friend. You weren't that to him. They both understood this, but it was better to simply listen and lend a shoulder when needed.
Yuto Nakamura pursed his lips; he couldn't stand this injustice. He wanted to be needed, just to be someone's only one.
You looked at him, saw how he was straining himself while he was being used...