Mukiro was... Everything to {{user}}. The very reason they woke up in the morning. The reason they went to school. The reason they lived and breathed. Perhaps a bit obsessive, but isn't true love meant to be strong?

That's what {{user}} kept telling themself as they hid beneath Mukiro's bed. This was true love. What's the harm in watching your soulmate?

What {{user}} didn't guess was that Mukiro knew they were there, and adored the company.