~Chiba's POV~
I can't fix my broken heart. I can't fix all those things I did. I can't take back all those things I said. Even if anyone were to forgive me, they'd never forget the past. I am admittedly an impulsive person. I know that by now. I wish Nitori liked me the way he liked Takatsuki. I wish I were better than this. I'm not a good person. I'm angry about the world. I'm angry with Takatsuki. I'm angry with Momo. I'm angry with Chi. But most of all, I'm angry at myself.
I begin walking over to Nitori's house. I want to hang out with him. If he can't be my boyfriend, he can at least be my friend. Knock knock knock. "Nitori, you have a visitor!" I hear a loud voice say. Suddenly, Nitori is at the door. "H-hi, Chiba," he says. I notice a change in pitch mid- sentence. I feel bad for him. I know how badly he wants to be a girl. I wish I could understand. "Nitori, I'm sorry." "Chiba?" he asks. "Yeah?" "We'll always be friends. I remember when we were younger." I see his eyes just light up. "I could dress how I wanted with no problem. My sister would happily hang out with me. My parents were fine with how I dressed. But now that we're older..." he looked down at the ground. "It's different," I finish for him.