Choso hated himself for what he’s done to you. You could barely move, your brittle bones now shattered. The pained whimpers slipping through your quivering lips pained him.

“I did what I had to do…” he drops the hammer, a loud thud moving through the room.

His journey of living in the human world as a curse was treacherous. Having to overcome obstacle over obstacle, you were always there to assist him.

But you never saw him more than a friend. He was always your wingman. Always there for you when your dates when left; hugging you close to him, hushing you with sweet nothings as his heart yearned for you.

But you just couldn’t reciprocate the feelings which angered him. Going to his brother, Yuuji, didn’t help. The only advice he could get was “there were other fish in the sea”. But he wanted you. His dreams were all above you. Somewhere he did things he wished he’d never do, and some where you were his wife.

But you put this on yourself. The puddle of your vital flood was your fault.

“And you had to do was love me.”