Okay so the first part was also a request and stuff.
Anyways this is ANGST!!!
This is kinda one of my first angst things so sorry if it sucks >~<
I tried okay
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(Your POV)
"Hey Ryoma! Watcha up to?" You cheerfully asked the male. He was standing outside his research lab idly, seeming to be wandering aimlessly.

"Just thinking," Ryoma replied, looking at the door to his research lab. It appeared that was the object of his thinking, which was pretty typical.

"About tennis?" You inquired. Maybe you could hear another story. Some of them were pretty interesting even if you didn't know all the rules to tennis.

"Sorta. More like the people I met playing tennis. You know how your friends are the closest people to you sometimes? Well... I didn't exactly have those friends. They were just... teammates."

"Well, I'm your friend now!" You smiled, meeting Ryoma's dull eyes. They truly looked sad but you were determined to cheer him up. That's what friends were for!

"I know, and I'm kinda glad... But it's seriously dangerous hanging around someone like me," Ryoma reminded, pulling his hat over his eyes.

"How many times do I gotta say it? I don't care! You're my friend!" You grabbed the male's shoulders and looked down into his eyes that were full of question, "Because you're my friend... I know things will turn out okay! When we get outta here we'll still be friends, and even if the mafia is after you, I'll help you evade them!"

Ryoma's eyes widened, "You've got real determination, kid. But I'm not sure how long it'll last..."

Ding dong, bing bong!

It was the nighttime announcement. You and Ryoma said your goodbyes, and careful to not get seen by Gonta again returned to your dorms. The next morning was Himiko's magic show, and you were kinda excited for this.

Sitting in your bed, your thoughts wandered to Ryoma. Even though you were part robot... he treated you just like another human. It made you happy that you didn't face any discrimination, or as Keebo called it, robophobia.

Well, Kokichi did but he was another story. Ryoma was actually sane, making him a good friend.

I wonder what'll happen at that magic show... Oh well, guess I'll find out.

You went to sleep and the next morning, went to the magic show.

The suspense killed you. Where was Himiko?! The timer slowly crawled all the way to zero, and the piranha tank was emptied. Everyone screamed for the curtain to be pulled back.

"Okay, I'm pulling back the curtain!" Angie smiled and pulled back the curtain.

Ryoma. Lifeless.

"Wh-what?!" You screamed in horror.

All in a second, he turned into a skeleton. You fell to your knees, sobbing loudly. The body discovery announcement played but nobody could hear it in the gym over your loud crying.

Ryoma was... dead?! Why did this have to happen?!

He was my best friend... and now he's... dead?!

Dead.

Dead.

Dead?

...

Ryoma is... dead?

It's the unspeakable truth.

Why... did he have to die?! I... I wanted to escape with him! I wanted to be his friend!

Your final words to him resounded over and over.

How many times do I gotta say it? I don't care! You're my friend! Because you're my friend... I know things will turn out okay! When we get outta here we'll still be friends, and even if the mafia is after you, I'll help you evade them!

When we get outta here we'll still be friends.

When we get outta here...

We.

But Ryoma's dead.

You didn't even remember getting to the trial grounds. You didn't even remember doing the trial. You didn't even remember Kirumi's execution. You didn't even remember Kirumi.

You didn't even remember... how Ryoma died.

"You've got real determination, kid. But I don't know how long it'll last."

Those were his final words I remember.

That determination... didn't last long.

I'm sorry, Ryoma.

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