"You don't know me! How could you when I don't even know myself?" He stayed quiet for a few seconds before answering. "Why are you hurting?" I would never tell anyone. I don't know if they would accept me. "A fake smile doesn't suit you Nagisa." I want to be happy. I just don't know how. I winced at the pain of his leg pressing against mine. The feeling of the fabric being dragged across the cuts and burns was unbearable. I wanted to scream. It hurt so bad. I can't go through this alone... I need someone to save me... but I don't know any heroes.