"I'm supposed to be happy right now…I always thought this would be the happiest moment for me.
"But why…? Even now…Why won't the rainclouds go away? They're not going away at all…"
It's been ten hours since Sayori uttered those words, and they're still gnawing at my brain. This entire day has been a whirlwind – going over to Sayori's house, hearing about her struggles with depression, Yuri coming over and helping her with festival preparations for the literature club (and the awkwardness that ensued), and finally, that moment…when I confessed to Sayori that I love her. And even amidst all of that, it's those words she said to me, after I told her how I felt, that haunt me.
"You're worrying too much," part of me says. "It's not like you can magically cure her depression in an instant. All you can do is try to support her." But another side of me refuses to let it go. "She was still so upset! There must have been something more you could have done!"
I shake my head and sigh in frustration as I glance over at the clock. It's two-thirty in the morning. I'm used to staying up far later than I should, playing games and watching anime, but even this is a little much for me. And the mental fatigue of being tortured by my own thoughts, compounded by the lack of sleep, is going to make me all the more exhausted in the morning.
Shutting my eyes shut as tight as I can, I pull the covers up over my head and try to clear my head. If only things could go back to how they used to be…