[ Normally he might just have yelled on about how she shouldn't lie about it. And even now he's close to it, but some part of him just.. can't. Some part of him stops his anger enough to make room for surprise, because the very tone of those words sounds so genuine in their defeatedness. Those words that don't mesh at all with the view of her he has in his head - both before as someone great, cute, pretty, a real famous idol (just the way he wanted to be, just the attention he wanted to get) and then afterwards as maybe more of a monster, as someone who shouldn't be able to feel those feelings, who shouldn't be able to say those words in that tone. ]
... The fuck..
[ So instead of continuing his rage or his pace towards her, he instead stands there with a genuinely surprised and maybe even half-speechless expression. As if his brain gave up on trying to make sense out of this. ]
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... The fuck..
[ So instead of continuing his rage or his pace towards her, he instead stands there with a genuinely surprised and maybe even half-speechless expression. As if his brain gave up on trying to make sense out of this. ]
What.. are you saying?