...💔 You Broke Me First...
...The classroom was loud....
...Too loud....
...Voices overlapped, laughter echoed, chairs scraped against the floor—but Nobita heard none of it clearly....
...Because his world had narrowed… again....
...To one person....
...Front row. Near the window....
...Dekisugi....
...Sunlight slipped through the glass and fell across him like it belonged there—like even light knew where perfection sat. His posture was straight, expression calm, pen moving smoothly across paper as if nothing around him mattered....
...He didn’t laugh with others....
...Didn’t join their gossip....
...Didn’t need to....
...People still gravitated toward him anyway....
...Nobita swallowed, fingers tightening around the edge of his notebook....
...He looks… the same today....
...Perfect....
...Unreachable....
...And somehow… even more beautiful than yesterday....
...A small, helpless smile formed on Nobita’s lips before he quickly lowered his head, pretending to write....
...But his eyes drifted back....
...Again....
...And again....
...And again....
...“Seriously?”...
...Nobita flinched....
...Suneo dropped into the seat beside him with a quiet sigh, leaning back like he’d seen this a thousand times before....
...“You’re going to burn a hole in his face at this rate.”...
...“I—I wasn’t staring,” Nobita mumbled quickly....
...“You always say that.”...
...Suneo tilted his head, voice lowering....
...“But you always are.”...
...Nobita’s cheeks turned faint pink. He didn’t reply....
...Because there was no point denying it....
...Not when his heart betrayed him so easily....
...Not when just looking at Dekisugi made something warm bloom painfully inside his chest....
...Suneo watched him for a moment, expression softening just slightly....
...“…You still like him that much?”...
...Silence....
...Then, quietly—...
...“…Yeah.”...
...It wasn’t dramatic....
...It wasn’t loud....
...Just honest....
...And maybe that made it worse....
...Suneo clicked his tongue, looking away....
...“You’re stupid.”...
...“I know…”...
...“He’s not for you.”...
...Nobita’s fingers curled tighter....
...“I know that too…”...
...Suneo didn’t respond immediately this time....
...Because the thing was—...
...Nobita knew....
...He knew Dekisugi was out of his reach....
...Knew the gap between them wasn’t just distance—it was a whole different world....
...Still…...
...He looked anyway....
...Loved anyway....
...Hoped anyway....
...And that was exactly what scared Suneo....
...Because hope like that?...
...It didn’t end softly....
...—...
...A loud slam echoed through the classroom....
...The door crashed open with enough force to silence half the room....
...Everyone turned....
...Gian....
...He walked in like he owned the place, cracking his knuckles lazily, eyes scanning the room with a grin that promised trouble....
...Behind him, Jaiko followed, arms crossed, lips already curled in mockery....
...“Well, well,” Gian muttered. “Same boring faces.”...
...Jaiko’s gaze swept across the class—then stopped....
...Right on Nobita....
...Her smile widened....
...“Oh look. The crybaby’s here.”...
...A few students chuckled nervously....
...Nobita stiffened instantly....
...His heartbeat quickened....
...Not again…...
...Suneo sat up straight. “Ignore them.”...
...But it was already too late....
...Gian started walking toward them....
...Slow. Heavy steps....
...Each one louder than the last....
...“Why do you even come to college, huh?” Jaiko added, tilting her head. “To embarrass yourself daily?”...
...Nobita looked down, fingers trembling slightly....
...“I… I just—”...
...“Just what?” Gian cut in, now standing right beside his desk....
...The classroom had gone quiet....
...Everyone watching....
...No one interfering....
...Because no one ever did....
...Suneo stood up suddenly, stepping in front of Nobita....
...“That’s enough.”...
...Gian raised an eyebrow. “You talking to me?”...
...“Yeah,” Suneo said firmly. “Back off.”...
...For a second—...
...Just a second—...
...It looked like something might actually happen....
...Gian’s grin sharpened....
...“Oh? Protecting your little pet again?”...
...Suneo didn’t move....
...Nobita felt his chest tighten....
...This was bad....
...This was really bad—...
...“Sit down.”...
...The voice wasn’t loud....
...It didn’t need to be....
...But it cut through the tension like a blade....
...Instant silence....
...Even Gian paused....
...Slowly, everyone turned toward the front row....
...Dekisugi hadn’t even looked up from his book....
...He simply turned a page....
...Calm....
...Unbothered....
...Like this entire situation was beneath him....
...But the air had changed....
...Gian clicked his tongue....
...“…Tch.”...
...Just like that—he stepped back....
...Jaiko rolled her eyes but followed....
...“Boring,” she muttered, walking away....
...The tension broke instantly....
...Noise returned....
...Conversations resumed....
...Like nothing had happened....
...Like it never mattered....
...But for Nobita—...
...Everything had stopped....
...His heart was racing....
...His breath uneven....
...He… helped me…...
...Slowly, carefully, Nobita lifted his head....
...His eyes drifted forward....
...And for a brief moment—...
...Dekisugi looked up....
...Their gazes met....
...Time froze....
...Nobita’s chest tightened....
...There was so much he wanted to say in that one second....
...Thank you....
...Sorry....
...I—...
...But Dekisugi’s expression didn’t change....
...No warmth....
...No recognition....
...Nothing....
...Just cold, distant eyes....
...And then—...
...He looked away....
...As if Nobita didn’t exist at all....
...…...
...The warmth in Nobita’s chest flickered....
...But it didn’t disappear....
...Because even that—...
...Even that tiny moment—...
...Was enough for him....
...It always was....
...—...
...The rest of the day passed like a blur....
...Classes ended....
...Students packed their bags, chatting as they left....
...Nobita moved slowly, carefully placing his books inside his worn bag....
...Suneo leaned against the desk....
...“You need to stop this.”...
...Nobita paused. “…Stop what?”...
...“This.”...
...Suneo gestured vaguely toward the front row—now empty....
...“Him.”...
...Nobita’s grip tightened....
...“I can’t.”...
...“You have to.”...
...“I don’t know how…”...
...Suneo sighed....
...“That guy isn’t kind, Nobita.”...
...“…He stopped Gian.”...
...“Not for you,” Suneo said immediately. “For peace. For himself.”...
...The words hit harder than expected....
...Nobita looked down....
...“…Maybe.”...
...“But…” his voice softened slightly, “he still did it.”...
...Suneo stared at him....
...And in that moment, he understood something clearly....
...Nobita wasn’t blind....
...He wasn’t stupid....
...He just… chose to see the smallest good and hold onto it like it meant everything....
...And that?...
...That was dangerous....
...“…You’re going to get hurt,” Suneo muttered....
...Nobita smiled faintly....
...“…I think I already am.”...
...—...
...Outside, the sky had turned a soft shade of orange....
...Nobita walked alone now, his bag slung over his shoulder, steps slow....
...His mind replayed that moment again and again....
...Dekisugi’s voice....
...His presence....
...His eyes....
...Even if they were cold....
...Even if they held nothing for him....
...Still…...
...I want to be someone he looks at again....
...Not like that....
...Not like nothing....
...But properly....
...Just once....
...—...
...At the far end of the campus, near the gate—...
...Dekisugi stood....
...Leaning slightly against the railing, flipping through a book....
...Waiting....
...Or maybe just passing time....
...Nobita froze....
...His heart skipped....
...Should he walk past?...
...Should he say something?...
...No… no, that would be weird....
...But…...
...His feet moved anyway....
...Slow steps....
...Closer....
...Closer....
...Closer—...
...“Do you need something?”...
...Nobita stopped abruptly....
...Dekisugi hadn’t even looked up....
...“…N-No.”...
...“Then stop hovering.”...
...His tone wasn’t harsh....
...But it wasn’t kind either....
...Just… dismissive....
...Nobita’s chest tightened....
...“I just… wanted to say thank you.”...
...Silence....
...A page turned....
...“That wasn’t for you.”...
...The words landed quietly....
...But they hurt....
...More than shouting ever could....
...“I know…” Nobita whispered. “Still… thank you.”...
...For a moment—...
...Dekisugi finally looked at him....
...Really looked....
...Eyes scanning him....
...Taking in his nervous posture, trembling fingers, soft expression....
...Something unreadable flickered in his gaze....
...“…You’re annoying.”...
...Nobita flinched slightly....
...But didn’t move....
...“…Sorry.”...
...“…Stop following me with your eyes in class.”...
...That made Nobita freeze completely....
...He… noticed?...
...Heat rushed to his face....
...“I—I wasn’t—”...
...“You were.”...
...A pause....
...Then—...
...“I don’t like it.”...
...…...
...Something inside Nobita cracked....
...Just a little....
...But even then—...
...“…I’ll try to stop.”...
...Dekisugi held his gaze for a second longer....
...Then turned away again....
...“Do that.”...
...And just like that—...
...It was over....
...Conversation ended....
...Meaning dismissed....
...Feeling crushed....
...—...
...Nobita stood there for a long moment....
...Heart aching....
...Chest heavy....
...But still—...
...A small, stubborn part of him whispered:...
...At least… he talked to me....
...And that—...
...That was the beginning of everything....
...—...
...💔 You Broke Me First...
...Morning came too quickly....
...Nobita barely slept....
...Every time he closed his eyes, he saw it again—...
..."I don’t like it."...
...Dekisugi’s voice....
...Calm. Simple....
...But it echoed louder than anything else....
...Nobita turned in his bed, hugging his pillow tighter....
...“…I’ll stop.”...
...He whispered it like a promise....
...Like if he said it enough times, his heart would finally listen....
...But it didn’t....
...Because even now—...
...Even after that—...
...The first thing he thought about was him....
...—...
...The classroom felt colder today....
...Or maybe it was just him....
...Nobita walked in quietly, head lowered, clutching his bag as if it could shield him....
...Suneo noticed immediately....
...“…You look worse than usual.”...
...“I’m fine.”...
...“You didn’t sleep.”...
...Silence....
...Suneo sighed. “He said something, didn’t he?”...
...Nobita forced a small smile....
...“It’s nothing.”...
...“That means it’s something.”...
...Nobita sat down without replying....
...Because how do you explain this?...
...How do you explain that one sentence can sit inside your chest like a weight you can’t remove?...
...Suneo leaned closer, voice softer this time....
...“…Did he hurt you?”...
...Nobita shook his head quickly....
...“No. He just… told me to stop staring.”...
...Suneo froze for a second....
...Then scoffed....
...“Good. Finally.”...
...Nobita blinked. “…Good?”...
...“Yeah,” Suneo said bluntly. “Maybe now you’ll stop hurting yourself.”...
...Nobita didn’t respond....
...Because—...
...That wasn’t how it worked....
...Not for him....
...—...
...Class started....
...And Nobita tried....
...He really did....
...He kept his eyes on his notebook....
...Focused on the teacher’s voice....
...Forced himself not to look forward....
...Not even once....
...Minutes passed....
...Then more....
...His fingers tightened around his pen....
...Don’t look....
...Don’t look....
...Don’t—...
...His eyes lifted....
...Just for a second....
...Just—...
...Dekisugi sat exactly the same....
...Calm....
...Perfect....
...Untouched by everything....
...And maybe that’s what hurt the most....
...Because for Nobita—...
...Everything had changed....
...But for him?...
...Nothing....
...Not even a little....
...Nobita quickly looked down again....
...Heart racing....
...“…Idiot,” he whispered to himself....
...—...
...Break time....
...The classroom buzz returned instantly....
...Nobita stayed in his seat, quietly opening his lunch....
...Suneo leaned back beside him, watching....
...“You looked again.”...
...“…Only once.”...
...“That’s how it starts.”...
...Nobita gave a small, helpless smile....
...“I’m trying.”...
...Suneo didn’t reply....
...Because he could see it clearly—...
...Trying wasn’t enough....
...Not when the feeling itself refused to fade....
...—...
...Across the room—...
...Gian noticed too....
...He nudged Jaiko with a smirk....
...“Still staring, huh?”...
...Jaiko followed his gaze....
...Then laughed softly....
...“How pathetic.”...
...Gian leaned back in his chair....
...“Should we remind him of his place?”...
...Jaiko’s smile sharpened....
...“Obviously.”...
...—...
...Nobita didn’t notice them approaching....
...Not until—...
...His lunch was knocked out of his hands....
...It fell to the floor with a soft thud....
...Food spilling....
...Silence....
...Nobita froze....
...Slowly, he looked up....
...Jaiko stood there, arms crossed....
...“Oh. Oops.”...
...Her tone held no apology....
...Gian chuckled behind her....
...“Clumsy as always.”...
...Nobita’s throat tightened....
...“I’ll clean it—”...
...“Why bother?” Jaiko cut in. “You’ll just mess it up again.”...
...A few students laughed quietly....
...Suneo stood up instantly....
...“That’s enough.”...
...Gian stepped closer....
...“Or what?”...
...The tension rose again....
...Sharp....
...Heavy....
...Familiar....
...Nobita’s fingers trembled as he knelt down, trying to gather his food....
...“It’s okay… Suneo… just leave it…”...
...“No,” Suneo snapped. “I’m not letting them—”...
...“Sit.”...
...The voice came again....
...Calm....
...Unshaken....
...Everyone turned....
...Dekisugi....
...He hadn’t moved....
...Hadn’t even looked fully at them....
...But that one word—...
...It was enough....
...Gian clicked his tongue....
...“…Again?”...
...Jaiko rolled her eyes....
...“You’re no fun.”...
...But they stepped back....
...Just like before....
...Just like always....
...And just like before—...
...It ended....
...Nobita stared at the floor....
...Heart pounding....
...Hands still....
...Again…...
...Slowly, he looked up....
...But this time—...
...He didn’t meet Dekisugi’s eyes....
...Because he remembered....
...I don’t like it....
...So instead—...
...He lowered his head....
...And quietly started picking up the mess....
...—...
...Dekisugi watched....
...Only for a second....
...Then turned his gaze away again....
...Expression unreadable....
...—...
...After school—...
...The sky was grey today....
...Clouds covering the light....
...Nobita walked slower than usual, his steps dragging slightly....
...His chest felt heavy....
...Not just from what happened....
...But from everything....
...Every small moment....
...Every small hope....
...Every small rejection....
...“…Why is it so hard?”...
...He whispered it without realizing....
...“Because you’re making it hard.”...
...Nobita froze....
...Suneo stood beside him, hands in his pockets....
...“You keep choosing him.”...
...Nobita looked down....
...“I can’t just stop.”...
...“You can.”...
...“I don’t know how.”...
...Suneo sighed....
...“…Then learn.”...
...Silence stretched between them....
...Then—...
...“Let’s go somewhere.”...
...Nobita blinked. “Where?”...
...“Anywhere that doesn’t have him.”...
...—...
...They ended up at a quiet park....
...The noise of college felt far away now....
...For the first time that day—...
...Nobita’s shoulders relaxed slightly....
...Suneo sat beside him on a bench....
...“…Tell me honestly.”...
...Nobita looked at him....
...“If he never looks at you the way you look at him… will you still stay like this?”...
...The question lingered....
...Heavy....
...Unavoidable....
...Nobita’s fingers tightened around the edge of the bench....
...“…I don’t know.”...
...“That’s not an answer.”...
...“I know…”...
...He looked down....
...“…But I really don’t know.”...
...Because the truth was—...
...He had never imagined a version of himself that didn’t feel this way....
...And maybe that was the real problem....
...—...
...At the same time—...
...Back at campus—...
...Dekisugi stood alone near the window....
...The classroom empty now....
...Quiet....
...His book lay open in his hands....
...But he hadn’t turned a page in a while....
...For a brief moment—...
...His mind replayed something....
...A small scene....
...Nobita....
...Kneeling....
...Picking up his spilled lunch....
...Head lowered....
...Silent....
...Not looking at him....
...…...
...Dekisugi’s fingers tightened slightly around the page....
...“…Annoying.”...
...He muttered it again....
...But this time—...
...It didn’t sound the same....
...Because something about today felt… off....
...Different....
...And he couldn’t quite place why....
...—...
...Back at the park—...
...Nobita leaned back slightly, looking up at the sky....
...“…Do you think people like me can be loved?”...
...Suneo frowned. “What kind of question is that?”...
...“Just answer…”...
...Suneo looked at him for a long moment....
...Then—...
...“…Yeah.”...
...Nobita blinked....
...“…Really?”...
...“Yeah. Just not by people like him.”...
...The words were simple....
...But they hit deep....
...Nobita smiled faintly....
...“…Maybe.”...
...But even then—...
...Even after everything—...
...His heart whispered something else....
...What if… just once…...
...He did?...
...—...
...And that—...
...That quiet, stubborn hope—...
...Was still alive....
...Still growing....
...Still dangerous....
...—...
...💔 You Broke Me First...
...The next day—...
...Nobita didn’t look at him....
...Not once....
...Not when he entered the classroom....
...Not when he sat down....
...Not even when Dekisugi walked past his desk....
...It was small....
...So small no one else noticed....
...But Dekisugi did....
...—...
...From the front row, his pen paused for just a second....
...Just one second....
...Then continued....
...Good....
...That’s what he had wanted, right?...
...No more staring....
...No more silent following....
...No more… annoyance....
...So why—...
...Why did the room feel slightly… different?...
...—...
...Behind him, Nobita sat unusually still....
...No soft glances....
...No quiet presence reaching forward....
...Nothing....
...Just distance....
...And for the first time—...
...Dekisugi noticed the absence....
...—...
...Break time came....
...Noise returned....
...But something else came with it today....
...Intent....
...Gian leaned against a desk, eyes locked on Nobita....
...“…He’s quieter today.”...
...Jaiko smirked. “Maybe he finally understood his place.”...
...Suneo stiffened beside Nobita....
...“Don’t react,” he whispered....
...Nobita nodded faintly....
...“I won’t…”...
...But his fingers were already trembling....
...—...
...Gian pushed himself off the desk....
...“Let’s test that.”...
...Suneo cursed under his breath. “Ignore them.”...
...But ignoring didn’t mean escaping....
...Not here....
...Not ever....
...—...
...Gian stopped right in front of Nobita’s desk....
...Too close....
...Way too close....
...“Hey.”...
...Nobita didn’t respond....
...His eyes stayed fixed on his notebook....
...“Hey.”...
...This time, louder....
...Still nothing....
...Gian’s smile faded slightly....
...“Oh… acting tough now?”...
...Jaiko laughed. “That’s new.”...
...Suneo stood up instantly....
...“Walk away.”...
...Gian turned his head slowly....
...“…You again.”...
...“I said walk away.”...
...For a moment—...
...The air turned sharp....
...Like something was about to snap....
...And this time—...
...No one spoke to stop it....
...—...
...Gian grabbed Nobita’s collar suddenly and yanked him up....
...“Look at me when I’m talking.”...
...A gasp spread through the classroom....
...Nobita’s notebook fell to the floor....
...His breath hitched....
...“I—I didn’t—”...
...“Didn’t what?” Gian’s grip tightened. “Didn’t hear me? Or just pretending?”...
...Suneo stepped forward, grabbing Gian’s wrist....
...“Let him go.”...
...“Or what?”...
...“Or I’ll—”...
...“You’ll what?” Gian shoved him back roughly....
...Suneo stumbled but didn’t fall....
...Nobita’s heart pounded violently....
...“Please… stop…”...
...But no one listened....
...No one ever did....
...—...
...Jaiko leaned closer, voice dripping with mockery....
...“Where’s your confidence now? Still dreaming about someone way out of your league?”...
...Nobita froze....
...His chest tightened painfully....
...“…Don’t…”...
...“Oh?” She tilted her head. “Did I hit a nerve?”...
...Gian chuckled....
...“Of course she did. Everyone knows he’s obsessed.”...
...Soft laughter echoed again....
...Nobita’s vision blurred slightly....
...Not here…...
...Not like this…...
...—...
...From the front—...
...Dekisugi sat still....
...Unmoving....
...Uninterrupted....
...But his pen hadn’t moved in a while....
...—...
...“Say it.”...
...Gian’s voice pulled everything back....
...Nobita blinked. “…W-What?”...
...“Say who you like.”...
...The classroom went silent....
...Dead silent....
...Suneo’s eyes widened. “Don’t—”...
...“Say it,” Gian repeated, tightening his grip....
...Nobita’s breath became uneven....
...“No… please…”...
...Jaiko smirked....
...“Or should we say it for you?”...
...Nobita shook his head quickly....
...“No—!”...
...“Dekisugi.”...
...The name dropped like a stone....
...Everything froze....
...—...
...Nobita’s heart stopped....
...For a second—...
...He forgot how to breathe....
...Slowly—...
...Slowly—...
...His eyes lifted....
...Toward the front....
...Toward him....
...Dekisugi....
...—...
...For the first time that day—...
...Their eyes met again....
...But this time—...
...There was no distance....
...No accident....
...Just exposure....
...Raw....
...Humiliating....
...Unavoidable....
...—...
...Gian grinned....
...“See? Not so hard.”...
...Nobita’s lips trembled....
...“I didn’t—”...
...“Didn’t what?” Jaiko cut in. “Didn’t want him to know? That’s embarrassing.”...
...Laughter again....
...Louder now....
...Crueler....
...—...
...Dekisugi didn’t react....
...Didn’t speak....
...Didn’t move....
...He just watched....
...Cold....
...Silent....
...Distant....
...Like it meant nothing....
...Like Nobita meant nothing....
...—...
...And that—...
...That hurt more than anything else....
...—...
...“Pathetic.”...
...The word slipped out quietly....
...But in the silence—...
...It sounded loud....
...Too loud....
...Nobita flinched....
...His grip tightened on Gian’s arm....
...“…I know…”...
...His voice cracked....
...“I know I am…”...
...For a moment—...
...Even Gian paused....
...Because that—...
...That wasn’t the reaction they expected....
...—...
...Nobita’s eyes dropped again....
...“I’ll stay away… so just—”...
...Gian shoved him....
...Hard....
...“Too late for that.”...
...Nobita stumbled back—...
...His foot caught on the chair—...
...And—...
...CRASH....
...His body hit the floor....
...Hard....
...A sharp sound echoed....
...And then—...
...Silence....
...—...
...For a second—...
...No one moved....
...—...
...Nobita didn’t get up....
...He stayed there....
...Curled slightly....
...Breathing uneven....
...His hand pressed against the floor—...
...But it shook....
...Badly....
...—...
...Suneo rushed forward....
...“Nobita!”...
...He knelt beside him, panic rising....
...“Hey—hey, look at me—”...
...Nobita didn’t respond immediately....
...His vision blurred....
...His ears rang....
...Something warm trickled down from his forehead....
...Blood....
...—...
...Suneo’s expression darkened instantly....
...“…You went too far.”...
...Gian shrugged. “He fell.”...
...“You pushed him.”...
...“So?”...
...—...
...Suneo stood up slowly....
...And this time—...
...There was no hesitation....
...His fist clenched....
...“You’re done.”...
...—...
...But before anything could happen—...
...A voice cut through again....
...“Enough.”...
...Dekisugi stood up....
...Finally....
...The room went still....
...—...
...His gaze moved briefly—...
...From Gian....
...To Suneo....
...Then—...
...To Nobita....
...Still on the floor....
...Still shaking....
...Still… broken....
...—...
...For a second—...
...Something flickered in his eyes....
...Something quick....
...Something gone just as fast....
...—...
...“Take him to the infirmary.”...
...Calm....
...Controlled....
...Like giving an order....
...Not concern....
...—...
...Suneo clenched his jaw....
...“…You don’t get to act like this is nothing.”...
...Dekisugi didn’t reply....
...—...
...That silence said everything....
...—...
...Suneo looked at Nobita again....
...Then carefully helped him up....
...“Come on… we’re leaving.”...
...Nobita leaned on him weakly....
...His steps unsteady....
...But before leaving—...
...Just once—...
...He looked back....
...—...
...At Dekisugi....
...—...
...Not with hope this time....
...Not with softness....
...But something else....
...Something quieter....
...Something… breaking....
...—...
...Dekisugi met his gaze....
...For a second....
...Just one....
...Then—...
...Looked away....
...—...
...And that—...
...That was worse than the fall....
...—...
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