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"Akira, there's something I need to confess...[Name] was secretly rehearsing her death ever since we started working for Shido and I knew, but pretended not to."
Akechi spoke quietly, despite everything that has happened, Akira still spoke to him daily.
After all, [Name]'s wish was to not leave Akechi alone. She wanted him to have friends he can rely on.
"Maybe I was just too blind to get revenge on Shido, or simply the fact that I wasn't as desperate for her."
Akira stood there as Akechi closes his eyes, tightening his fist. "Her love was extremely different from mine, I knew that, but it was still love."
It was quiet between the two men, Akira didn't know what to say to this. After all, Akechi hadn't opened up of his grief despite it being almost a year since the events of that tragic loss that still haunted everyone's heart.
"Had i just stopped and really looked at the burden she had on her shoulders...maybe, she would still be here."