[He doesn't know what to think. If he should think that she'd fooled him so thoroughly, or if he should assume Komaeda's lying. But why would he lie, what would be the point? But then again, what would be the point of her tricking him?
It hurts, somewhere right in the middle of his chest, and it shows in the way his brows furrow and he pushes the basket with the remains of his fries away.]
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[He doesn't know what to think. If he should think that she'd fooled him so thoroughly, or if he should assume Komaeda's lying. But why would he lie, what would be the point? But then again, what would be the point of her tricking him?
It hurts, somewhere right in the middle of his chest, and it shows in the way his brows furrow and he pushes the basket with the remains of his fries away.]
What happened, Komaeda? When you first met?