I'm not--christ! [ He laughs frantically, both hands tearing through his hair. The tension helps the itch in his knuckles, but not the problem rattling his thoughts. He's dismayed; he's pissed. ] I don't want a fucking excuse, I wanna know why! I wanna know why, why, why--why, you know what he did to me! Not just the end of it, you saw what he did to woo me, you've already seen all his tricks! So why the fuck, Junpei?
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