The Boy Who Wouldn’T Let Go (NOBITA & DEKISUGI)
“No. It’s you.”
The next day, during art class.
Sensei ( Teacher)
Everyone, pair up and draw each other.
Nobita Nobi ( MC)
Uh-oh… if Shizuka pairs with Tachibana, I’ll—
Hidetoshi Dekisugi ( ML)
Nobita. You’re with me.
Nobita Nobi ( MC)
Eh? But—
Hidetoshi Dekisugi ( ML)
Sit still. I want to get every detail right.
Nobita Nobi ( MC)
“…It’s just a sketch.”
Hidetoshi Dekisugi ( ML)
“No. It’s you.”
Doraemon, from across the room, whispers to himself.
Doraemon
“Yep. Definitely weird.”
After school, Nobita finds his desk drawer neatly organized.
Nobita Nobi ( MC)
Huh? Doraemon, did you clean my desk?
Dekisugi appears at the doorway.
Hidetoshi Dekisugi ( ML)
Your notes were messy. I fixed them.
Nobita Nobi ( MC)
You… went through my desk?
Hidetoshi Dekisugi ( ML)
“Only because I didn’t want you to lose anything important.”
Nobita Nobi ( MC)
…Thanks, I guess.
Dekisugi smiles faintly, his hand brushing over Nobita’s desk as if marking it.
Night. Nobita is in bed, talking to Doraemon.
Nobita Nobi ( MC)
You know, Dekisugi’s been acting… different lately.
Nobita Nobi ( MC)
More… I dunno, attentive? Maybe he’s trying to look cool for Shizuka.
Nobita Nobi ( MC)
What do you mean?
Meanwhile, in his own room, Dekisugi is flipping through a notebook — every page filled with little sketches of Nobita.
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