I've never seen anyone write about Miu's point of view when it comes to post game ,, so I've come to deliver

Now playing : hey little girl by Sophiemarie.b
❝ Hey little girl , you know smoking kills , You don't really care cause you love how it feels ❞

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It was late at night , about 3:30 am and miu still hasn't went to bed , she was busy sketching out an invention , not for her but for someone else , Kokichi Ouma , why ? Wouldn't you expect her to be mad at him after what he had done to not only her , but Gonta ? Well now she wasn't mad at him , she was mad at herself.

It has been a couple years since the killing game simulation , and now they were in collage , people like Shuichi , Himiko , and Maki still suffered from the trauma , they weren't the only ones , Miu still had suffered from some of the trauma from that simulation , but she wasn't sure about the rest.

But she was confused , she was confused about how Kokichi could just stand looking at her after what she's done , what she's done , what she's done , she tried to kill him ! It was her own fault , but she had to make it up to him so she continued to work.

But was her fault , she could feel the paranoia , the guilt , the memories start to kick in , start to flood her mind , it was all her fault , she got them killed , all because she was selfish and made that stupid plan ! Frustrated tears started to make there way down her freckled cheeks , a whimper left her , she hated this , but she had to continue or else she couldn't be content with herself.

She knew Kokichi deserved way better than what she had done to him , so she tried to make inventions that made his life easier , rather it be making him laugh or helping him with aces and pains. She had to go over the top with this invention to make sure Ouma liked it.

But that focus on lasted an hour before the guilt came back for revenge this time it hit her like a semi-truck , she snarled and crumpled up the paper and tossed it behind her she gripped at her arms , she shook and whimpered.

❝ it isn't good enough ❞

❝ i'm not good enough ❞

❝ it isn't worth it ❞

❝ i'm not worth it ❞

All those thoughts are what ran through her head at the moment being she felt her head hit the desk and she let out a loud wail of complete and utter sorrow , she wasn't surprised if she hadn't taken up everyone in the building.

And with that she heard a soft click and on went the lights , she turned to see Kokichi at the door  ❝ Miu , what the hell are you doing up so late ? ❞ asked the male , walking into the room and shutting the door behind him. ❝ did you have another nightmare ? Or did you not go to sleep this time ? ❞ he asked again and pulled up a work chair next to her.

Feeling defeated she hugged him and let out a loud cry , Kokichi's shirt was probably a mess by now due to the amount of tears Miu shed on it , but Ouma didn't particularly mind , but all he could do is rub Miu's back as she cried.