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    Hajime blinks twice. He turns his head slowly, surveying the room. Togami has a pair of night vision goggles in his hand and he frowns down at them.

    “Defective. As expected of anything not manufactured by the Togami Group.” He says, disgusted.

    Owari’s nose twitches. “I smell blood.”

    Hajime lifts the tablecloth.

    Komaeda’s body lays beneath the table, face down, in a pool of blood. His face, even in death, is twisted into a despairing grin.

    “I guess you got what you wanted,” Hajime murmurs under the screaming, reaching out to gently close the eyelids over that pale fanatical gaze.

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    Hajime is almost expecting it, the first time Komaeda dies. The next ones are a little harder.

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    27 Jan 2026

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    "Uh– Komaeda?"

    Nagito blinks, startled, as Hajime's face appears above him like an unwanted angel of death. He does not have the reflexes to bury himself under the snow fast enough.

    "What are you doing?" Hajime asks.

    Nagito's irritation blooms. Cold. Wet. Staring at Hajime's dumb face. Truly the trifecta of suffering.

    "What does it look like I'm doing? Sunbathing."

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    Nagito Komaeda is certain about one thing in his life: the fact that he absolutely does not like Hajime Hinata.
    Not even a little bit.
    Not enough to think about his stupid green eyes, not enough to avoid him like the plague, and certainly not enough to write him a poem.
    (Except he does. And he is. And he did.)

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    24 Jan 2026

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    So far, six months at college has given Mike Wheeler a shitty roommate and a smoking addiction. The only things keeping him sane are letters and late night calls from Will Byers, miles away in New York and slowly moving on. When they reunite over spring break, Mike finally has to face what he’s always known.

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    13 Jan 2026

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    "Carlton," Mike repeated, the word feeling like ash in his mouth.

    "Yeah, Carlton," Dustin said, sounding genuinely surprised by Mike's tone. "I figured you’d be the first to know. I mean, you guys talk every night. I only heard it through the grapevine—Max told Lucas, Lucas told me. Even El seemed to know when I called her last. I thought you were probably the one who gave him the pep talk to actually go through with it."

    Mike didn’t know. He didn't know anything. He’d talked to Will on Friday. He’d talked to Will today, just before calling Dustin. Will had mentioned the weather, his latest charcoal sketch, and the fact that Max had accidentally bleached one of his favorite sweaters. He had not mentioned a business major named Carlton.

    The betrayal tasted like copper. He was the person Will usually told everything to first.

    OR Mike Wheeler realizes that playing the "Good Best Friend" is a losing game, Will is tired of waiting for a sign, and the Party proves that they are world-class at covering up a tactical romantic explosion.

    Basically: cheating Byler burger with a side of mutual pining fries and enabler friends soda.

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    03 Jan 2026

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    “Hi,” Will blurts out before he can stop himself, and he can feel his cheeks heat up in embarrassment so quickly it must be unhealthy somehow. “Uh -“

    The guy shuts his phone off and reaches up to his ear to pull out an earbud. He shoots Will a grin, which does not help the whole blushing-crimson thing. “Hey,” he says coolly, and Will admires his composure while he wills the earth to collapse beneath him.

    The guy quirks an eyebrow at Will when he doesn’t look away, then seems to take in his slightly disheveled and paint-stained appearance - he’d had his painting and drawing class just before he’d gone home, and had managed, as he always does, to get paint everywhere - because his smile grows a little softer, a little fonder. His shoulders relax against the bench, and Will lets out a breath he didn’t realize he was holding. “You get sexiled?”

    misery loves company, especially when the company comes in the form of a cute English major.

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    02 Jan 2026