[Scott can't say for sure what expression she's making on just the other side of this door, but he can only guess. Probably sad, most likely upset, and the thought that he made her feel that way only drives in that grief that's been hovering around him. Scott's eyes clenches shut, a shaky exhale leaving him. This sucks, it hurts, and why is it so hard making the right choice? He thought that the correct decision was to keep her away, but now he's not so sure.
Is making her sad ever the right decision??
He presses his forehead against the door, and he likes to imagine that he's placing his head against hers, like what they always do when comforting each other. However, it's just the cold, hard surface of the wood, not her, and no matter how tightly he shuts his eyes, he can't imagine Kotone in its place.]
...There's something wrong with me. I could hurt you. So, I should... keep myself isolated.
[She feels so far away even though she's so close and really, he's the one that can close the gap between them, but Scott still isn't sure about going through with it. His hand presses against the door alongside his head, and it's clear that he's more than upset keeping her shut out.]
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Is making her sad ever the right decision??
He presses his forehead against the door, and he likes to imagine that he's placing his head against hers, like what they always do when comforting each other. However, it's just the cold, hard surface of the wood, not her, and no matter how tightly he shuts his eyes, he can't imagine Kotone in its place.]
...There's something wrong with me. I could hurt you. So, I should... keep myself isolated.
[She feels so far away even though she's so close and really, he's the one that can close the gap between them, but Scott still isn't sure about going through with it. His hand presses against the door alongside his head, and it's clear that he's more than upset keeping her shut out.]