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         TO: GASAI YUNO

         FROM: YUKKI

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      _{Hello, Yuno. I haven’t really written a letter in a while, so there might be a few mistakes. Sorry about that… Seems like even this much is difficult for me. I’m here to apologize…for, you know, being a wimp. In almost everything I do. You’ve helped me a lot over the past few months. Even before then, I think. You might not remember this — I probably seem super lame for clinging to such a memory, but a few years ago, we had those “Dreams for the Future” worksheets. And I was going to embarrass myself by writing something dumb. Going to the planetarium, but I really shouldn’t remind you of that. Just forget about it. But you helped me a lot then.}

      _{I’m not too good at expressing feelings. I guess that’s why I chose a letter. Because socializing isn’t really my thing. I might seem scared of you, and that’s because I am. I can’t lie to you, sorry. It’s creepy how you always seem to know what I’m doing, how I’m feeling. It’s weird. But that’s how you’ve helped me a lot throughout this Game.}

      _{You saved my life more times than I can count. The first kill should have been me, but you saved me. You told me that I could live. That I wasn’t garbage. That I had some power of my own. And I believed you. We won, remember? The dart and Third? Yeah… That really was all you. I didn’t do anything. I’m weak, okay. I don’t get how you could always romanticize everything I do, I’m so weak and pathetic and stupid. I don’t have any real talents besides criticizing everything in life. I deserved to die first in the Game. But I didn’t. Because of you. Maybe that’s why I’m so rude to you. Because you believe in the strength that I’ve always dismissed as nonexistent. I’m sorry for being so mean. You’re a great person, Yuno. A bit creepy at times. And I can’t say I’m happy with how you limit my freedom. But you’ve kept me alive and you gave me a reason to be alive.}

     _{I have a proper future now. I know I do. After all this is over and done, I’ll because the God of the new world. And you’ll become my little bride. I promise.}

_{PS. （ つ﹏╰）That sounded really lame, didn’t it? I’m sorry.}

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_{Lame. Upon rereading the message, he promptly crumples it into a little ball and tosses it into the garbage, his only regret being that the rest of the waste in there would be contaminated by its stupidity. He will not be able to sleep properly tonight. The embarrassment will haunt him forever. How gross. Perhaps sending it would be easier…? NEVER.}