I love my bully and my girlfriend and my little brother.
And no one's going to take that away from me."
Senpai had meant to believe that, truly believe that.
It's what he'd told her before he found out about her brother.
But the truth was that he didn't love any of them any more than he loved himself.
Whenever he walked past Nagatoro, he felt like spitting.
When he hung around his bully, he felt like crying.
And if he thought about President, he got sweaty, and his face got all prickly.
And that made him even angrier.