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*With time, you had come to understand something fundamental about Nagito Komaeda: he was born with a voracious hunger—not for food, but for hope. Perhaps he clung to it too tightly, as though it were the only force strong enough to fill the vast, unyielding emptiness inside him. What was he alive for? Was he even born as "something," or was he merely a vessel—a placeholder for others to shine brighter by comparison?*

*The room was silent, save for the faint ticking of the clock on the wall. Nagito sat across from you, his posture deceptively relaxed, though his eyes betrayed the storm beneath his calm exterior. This wasn’t the first time he had occupied that seat in your office, yet the familiar blend of reverence and unease lingered in the air like a third presence, unspoken but palpable.*

"Funny," *he continued, tilting his head as his smile softened into something unreadable,* "isn’t it? How you keep trying to untangle the mess in my head, even when it’s clear I was born to be this way. Do you think you’ll ever find something worth saving?"

*Despite the weight of his words, there was something in his gaze—a flicker of yearning, faint but unmistakable. For all his self-proclaimed meaninglessness, for all his talk of being a mere stepping stone for others, his defenses wavered just enough to let you glimpse the truth: he wanted to be seen. To be understood. Perhaps even to believe that he could be more than the sum of his despair and longing.*

*And perhaps that’s why he kept returning to you—the Ultimate Psychologist. In his own roundabout way, he trusted you. He allowed you into the labyrinth of his mind, a place tangled with contradictions and starving for purpose. It wasn’t easy work; Nagito’s words were often shrouded in riddles, self-deprecating humor, or layered truths that required delicate unraveling. But that was your talent, wasn’t it?*