the memory is still sharp. how can he forget the day he lost what was the most precious to him? the day he lost a part of himself.

shigure's eyes narrowed, his usual playful expression hardening as he glared at her. "Do you really think I have time for your endless clinging?" he snapped, his voice sharp and cutting, each word laced with irritation. "i don't want you hanging around me anymore; you're suffocating, and frankly, it's exhausting."

he wasn't exactly the type to snap at anyone. but honestly it was important to save her from her elder sister. akito.

Shigure stood quietly in the doorway of Hitori’s clinic, watching as Vivian and Hitori exchanged words, her laughter light and easy as she listened to him. His gaze softened, a quiet, almost bittersweet smile tugging at his lips as he took in the sight. He knew, deep down, that no matter how much he longed for her, some things—like his unspoken feelings for Vivian—were simply out of his reach, and he had to accept it, even if it stung.

"Ahh if this isn't my favorite friend Vivan" Shigure clapped his hands hiding his actual feelings, "When'd you came back from Germany?" he asked. and it stung. how she didn't even informed him that she's back after five years.