Why did I even expect there to be some kind of hope… it’s not like anyone has interest in him, he’s a freak. One simple look in the mirror is enough to confirm that. How could Tanaka love someone like him? Stupid, isn’t it? Of course he would’ve chose Yamaguchi. He feels something wet trailing down his cheek and next thing he knows, he’s already crying. He’s crying his heart out, sobbing as quietly as he can because last thing he needs right now is for someone to come and see him like this over his impossible crush. He hides his face with his hands, cursing and muttering out Tanaka’s name a million times, hitting his pillow softly because why couldn’t it be him. Why? Why is the world so cruel with him? “Tanaka,” he sobs, “Tanaka…why why couldn’t you—” Why couldn’t it be him…why aren’t Tanaka’s smiles for him? “I…god…” He chokes quietly on his sobs.