Maybe that doesn’t make a difference, now that he’s dead anyway. She wasn’t expecting to end up sitting by his bedside for two hours, counting his breaths, keeping her fingers on his slowing pulse to make sure it didn’t fade out completely. She was expecting his systems to slow down she’d suspected he might pass out for a while. She never told him about the time he almost stopped breathing. She definitely had enough blackmail material on him to keep him coming back. She still can’t figure out if he really wanted the drugs for his exams, if they were for his work with the Phantom Thieves, if he was just doing the trials as an excuse to spend time with her. Takemi keeps seeing that strange, fearless kid out of the corner of her eye, lying semi-conscious on the bed in her office. She was too caught up in her own problems to think about it.Ī voice breaks through the clouds in her head, and she suddenly realises one of her students has been trying to talk to her. She was supposed to be his teacher, but he was always the one looking after her.Īpparently she should have repaid the favour, should have worried about him in return. She sometimes got the sense he always kept his room a little messy as an excuse to call her over he was worried about her, he wanted to make sure she had work. It’s hard to think of the leader of the Phantom Thieves as normal. Should she have taken the mess as a warning sign, a symptom of depression? Or was he just a normal messy teenage boy? She spent so much time cleaning his room. She could live her own life, she could rededicate herself to being a teacher.Īnd now another student is dead, and she’s right back to wondering if she could have prevented it somehow. Kawakami had really started to feel that she had a future again. He can’t – he can’t just die, just like that. Maybe the police wouldn’t have caught him if Shinya had been a better teacher. Maybe Shinya’s techniques weren’t good enough. He’s leaning against the wall of his room, fists clenched and eyes squeezed shut, angry tears in his throat. Shinya’s mother hurries him away from the television, telling him he’s too young for this. The newsreader says suicide, and Sojiro breaks the mug. But someone might make the connection, might figure out that he knew what his lodger was involved with. Should probably just close up the café he can’t run it when his head’s like this. He’s broken that rule today, or at least he’s tried. Sojiro usually doesn’t make personal phone calls while he’s running the café. There’s been no mention of the fate of the other Phantom Thieves. That was the sense he got, at least, like the others were always looking to him. He’s pretty sure that kid was the leader. He just needs something to do with his hands. Or circling a cloth around a mug, at least. The news is saying the police captured the leader of the Phantom Thieves. Summary: Ten people know exactly who the news report is talking about, and now they’re going to have to deal with that. Here is an extremely miserable Persona 5 fic.
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