[ oh... great. the last thing he wants is to see ami cry. she's- okay. tadashi, you can do this. he finds ami very easy to talk to and is just somebody whom he gets along with very well, but he never really saw ami as someone he could be romantic with. granted, they've held hands a couple of times, and while that was pleasant, tadashi immediately brushed whatever feelings he had because it was just wrong.

not because there was something wrong with ami, but because there was something wrong with him. actually, no. there were things wrong with him.

he put a hand on her head as a comforting gesture, though this is probably the least comforting thing he can do right now. especially with- ]

I'm flattered. [ and he stops.

what's he supposed to say next? why don't teachers ever teach their students how to deal with situations like these? gosh. okay, some more thoughts rush in and he continues- ] But, [ ah, there it is. ] I don't deserve what you're feeling.

[ this is definitely going to hurt ami, but it's hurting him, as well. ]

You have so much ahead of you, and I do like you. But- I know that in my case, it's a crazy idea. [ a snigger. ] I don't deserve anybody, and nobody should like me in the first place. I'm dead. All I have and all I ever will have is Cerealia.