( it's because it's where subaru belongs. on the stage, shining, just like every time natsume has ever seen him perform, with trickstar or without them. the definition of an "idol"—someone who has always wanted to be it, who went into the idol course thinking, "ah, i want to be one of those," who was different than everyone else saying the same thing as lip service and just taking advantage of the system to be treated like kings. someone who draws attention to himself just by existing, who wants to share his joys with his friends and fans alike, who never forgets a face, who never fails to get excited for a concert no matter how many times it happens and no matter how many times he sings the same old songs, does the same old dances...
I Am Not Your Friend, Subaru Akehoshi-kun. I Renounced It The Same Day You Did, And No Amount Of Whining At My Doorstep Like Some Abandoned Mutt Is Going To Change That.
( ................no, that's too much. natsume backspaces once, twice, then holds it until it's gone—holds it for a little while after that too, thinking over his reply.
and in the end, what he actually sends is: )
You Wouldn't Understand. Good Night, Akehoshi-kun.
( regardless of the time of day: good night, akehoshi-kun. )
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i like that about you even tho you could stand to have some fun with mistakes
[adapting... having fun with anything in the moment...]
but it wasnt that
[...]
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( he can pretend. he can play it off. he won't let komaeda's silly optimism ring in his ears. )
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for the first time it felt like i belonged
i know it sounds dumb and id be laughed out my posse if they ever heard me say shit like that but im telling you bc youre you
and i know i hurt you. i dont know how badly i did or why it hurt you so much but i know i did and im sorry
i just wanted you to know that tho
thanks
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he doesn't say that. instead: )
How High School Musical Of You.
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yeah
so will you sing with me again, gabriella?
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its weird not having you around
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i rly do hope we can hang one day tho
it
wont be the same as before
bc i dont know what "life" i gave up
but youre still my friend natsume
even if im not yours
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( ................no, that's too much. natsume backspaces once, twice, then holds it until it's gone—holds it for a little while after that too, thinking over his reply.
and in the end, what he actually sends is: )
You Wouldn't Understand. Good Night, Akehoshi-kun.
( regardless of the time of day: good night, akehoshi-kun. )
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goodnight, natsume
[no matter what time of the day, good night]