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Chapter 87:- Aftermath
I felt a thousand arms pulling at me, forcing us apart.

I saw Yusuke’s face furrowed in anger.
He was struggling to come at me again.
But his face was getting further and further away.
Did he like her or something? Had he liked Aoi all along?
Was that why he was so angry?

“You bastard!” I heard his voice shout.
“You were there with her weren’t you.
But you didn’t do anything! You didn’t save her!”

Someone had me in a hold already, I didn’t realize I was struggling too.
What was I struggling for? Maybe to get Yusuke to hit me again.

“It’s not his fault!” Juria came to my defense. “He couldn’t do anything!”

Stop defending me.

“Yusuke you fucking traitor. Did you think of how much Seiji must be hurting right now?”
Takashi was next in line to defend me. That guy.

Upon hearing that, Yusuke settled down.
He still had a look of contempt on his face.
The arms holding him back warily released him.

I felt the arms around me let go too.

For a few moments no one said a word.

A tense silence hung in the air.

I was still looking at the ground.
But when I looked up, I saw faces that I didn’t recognize.
How many of them were blaming me for this? How many were defending me?

More over, what would our friendships become?
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