You had scars on your body from that one knife. Your stomach, chest, arms, legs, thighs, wrists, hands, and neck. You often wore black sweat pants and a black turtle neck shirt to hide them. But little did you know that one day your boyfriend, Sanemi, was going to find out one way or another. Sanemi loved you deeply. The thought of him losing you scares him even if he puts up a brave facade. He loved you no matter what. Although he never showed affection in public because of pda, he held your hand in public. But as you got out of the shower, you were changing, you only had your pants and socks on at the moment, including your bra, and that was it for now, you were about to grab your hoodie, until Sanemi walked in since he forgot something in the bathroom where you were.

But when he saw you, he saw the scars and cuts. Sanemi stared at you, his dark pale purple eyes looking all over your body. Sanemi felt his heart beating extremely fast when he saw you like this. When his gruff and rough voice broke the silence he was harsh when speaking. "What the actual FUCK..."