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Listen to this (/watch?v=oToEXreeD80) while reading, I was while writing it~

If Komaeda Nagito were to say that what he felt for Nanami was simply platonic, he'd be lying (and probably running away, embarrassed)

He met her when he was four, when the Komaedas moved next to Nanami and his siblings. Apparently, they lived alone under the economic protection of their uncles, since their parents had passed away recently, leaving her and a newborn baby sister, along with their older brother, Fujisaki Chihiro.

At that time, he would non-stop annoy the wits out of the apparently stoic three-year old. Of course, being the calm type of girl Nanami is, he found that tactic useless, plus the entire backfire it brought ("she's a calculating, brilliant mastermind from space", he said) and decided he'd become her protector (he claimed that the only person who could annoy her was "himself"), although Nanami found that pointless, claiming she was too much of a wallflower to be a target of bullies and such.

But Komaeda begged to differ. To him, she was the prettiest, smartest, talented girl-warrior from outer space who was also the most selfless, caring person he'd ever met in his whole short life.

He always remembered fondly the day he realized that Nanami was his true love, his…special person.

-Excuse me mister; can you give me two meat buns, please?

-Nanami, we're going to be late!

-It's 6:30 and we're two blocks away from school, silly!

Komaeda hated being tardy for school, especially on his first day. Not that he was super smart or anything; it was just a weird obsession he had ever since he entered middle school.

-There, we've got our meat buns. Now you'll feel all lucky again, early and all- she gave him a small smile, nibbling cautiously on her meat bun (since it was hot, but she was hungry).

It was true, they had made it into some sort of tradition for good luck on their new year at school, and today was much more important since this was their first day at high school. He peered from behind his meat bun to look at the pink haired girl ("whoa, this things are really huge, by the way!"), watching how she adjusted her scarf to cover her nose. He loved to simply watch small, ordinary things people did. It made them look human. But what fascinated him the most was that, no matter how ordinary Nanami acted, she was special.

To him, she was perfect.

And then it dawned on him. How beautiful she was even when she wasn't smiling, or how cautious she was on every action or movement she did, or the way she softly spoke to people she has just met, or the fact that she would never forget to thank people, and many more things he could keep listing and would take him months, even years to finish. All those little things of her. He noticed them and he knew them by heart. And they still fascinated him every time they happened.

And suddenly, he was scared.

Because this is something he has seen on movies and fairytales and this was new. He has never felt this kind of admiration, this kind of affection. This went beyond his desire to be her protector. He wanted to spend his whole life beside her, cherish those little moments when they would act like 4 year olds, spend a lazy afternoon, stuff their faces with junk food while playing videogames (and being royally beaten by her). He always knew he had some sort of silly crush on her, but this was way more different. Because he knew that this new feeling wasn't a simple silly crush or great admiration. He had all the right to be scared.

Because, he loved her.

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