I- [ She looks away again. She has an easier time acknowledging things like this than she used to, but it’s still shameful. ]

I should have let you know, anyway. You must have been thinking I was still gone, and...you’re a good friend, Haru. You didn’t deserve to have to find out like that, no matter what fucked-up shit I did before I died. I’m sorry.

[ It was easier, not to tell anyone. She told herself that keeping her distance was what was deserved. And yet people keep coming to tell her they missed her, that they wanted her back, again and again. She still barely knows what to say to it. ]