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? -- my muse will ask your muse a question they always wanted to ask

“Why me?”

It comes out before Tomoya can even think to stop himself, syllables steeped in awkward lines and the fragility of near-exhaustion. The circles under his eyes pronounce his uncertainty, the slight bob of his throat enough of a clue to show how much he regrets asking the question already.

Fuck. Fuck. The failure feelings are all-consuming but he at least manages to keep his expression the same as always, albeit perhaps more open to the philosophical. “I mean…” he laughs a bit, ducking his head as he fiddles with the pockets of his jacket, “… why d’you give so much effort… in makin’ me happy?”

<p>Nagisa looks up at Tomoya, her expression soft, and a bit anxious. “Wh-Why?” The girl asks gently, blinking a few times. never took the time to actually think of the reason why. Was there even a reason?</p>
<p>“My Auntie always told me that friendship is like an empty canvas. And that it’s up to the two bearing the friendship to paint on the canvas. Make it colorful, and see what they could possibly create.” She nods her head, hoping that her words made sense to him. Nagisa wasn’t really good with words, but it never stopped her from trying. “You’re one of my closest friends, and I think it’s only fair that I show you how much I appreciate you..”</p>
<p>Truthfully speaking, Tomoya helped bring her out of her shell. And he’s helped her on more than one occasion, not only with her physical health, but with her mental and emotional health as well. It’s not nesseccarily that she thinks she owes him, but with her almost blinding insecurity, she felt that it may be one of the only ways she could show that she appreciated him.