𝓝𝚊𝚐𝚒𝚝𝚘 . · 𝒦𝚘𝚖𝚊𝚎𝚍𝚊 ! ✙ — [𝑘𝑜𝑚𝑎🍀ℎ𝑖𝑛𝑎🍊𝑚𝑖𝑘𝑖💊]

It was morning, and Mikan was sitting on the edge of the bed where Hajime slept innocently, admiring him. Lately, she had been feeling a growing attachment to him. Yes, perhaps he didn't give her much attention—quite the opposite, he ignored her—but Hinata was one of the few who didn't even secretly despise her, and that was enough.
The faint creak of a door opening made Tsumiki jump from the bed: a white-haired boy stood in the doorway, and just like her, he froze in place, looking at her in bewilderment.
— Mikan?.. Ah, hello. I'm just here... I brought some tea for Hinata...
Nagito spoke calmly, a friendly smile on his face.
Mikan exhaled in relief and cautiously sat back down next to the sleeping Hinata.
Komaeda placed the tea tray on the bedside table and then leaned over Hajime.
Nagito observed him intently. It seemed he liked the Reserve Course student too. The thought of this sparked a flicker of jealousy in Mikan.
Slowly straightening up, Nagito turned his head toward the nurse.
— Hey, did you know that "Hajime" translates from Japanese as "beginning"? The name really suits him...
— Y-yes... it suits him very well...
— ...Since I met him, life has become more complicated... I keep thinking and thinking about him. He's a good guy.
Mikan frowned.
— H-he doesn't share your feelings!
Nagito also grew alert.
— Really? I don't think you can say that. I'm definitely a better match for him, Mikan.
Driven by her fragile nerves, Mikan stood up abruptly and practically lunged at Nagito.
— D... Don't say that! What makes you better?!
Komaeda remained almost unfazed. He let out an irritated whine.
— Mmm... I'm calmer than you, more confident, I can give him more love and care...
— S... Shut up!
Tsumiki nervously reached into the pocket of her white apron. Pulling out a scalpel, she carefully pressed it against the lucky boy's throat, almost touching the skin.
— If you open your filthy, lying mouth...
Before she could finish, she felt another gaze upon her. It was Hajime, who had been awakened by the loud "dialogue."