It’s been a month since your death. Since you jumped. Since you left Chuuya alone without a word.

He felt betrayed. Alone. He still wanted you beside him, even when he hated to admit it.

He sat on the boss’s chair, the red scarf on his shoulder, with wide eyes he just stared in front of him. He must be hallucinating. It can’t be real…

It was you.

You were standing at the back of the office, where the doors were. You just stood there, your arms behind your back. Empty eyes and a smile.

He must be going insane. You died. He saw your dead body, covered in blood. He was frozen, he couldn’t do anything to make himself move.