The city buzzed, but to Keigo Takami, it felt distant as he watched you from afar. Years had passed, yet the boy he used to be still flickered within him—the one who once meant everything to you.

“You know,” Keigo said softly, “when we first met, I never imagined it would end like this.”

You stood still, memories of warmth and laughter brushing your heart. “I thought you were the best thing that ever happened to me,” you whispered. “You were my everything.”

Keigo’s wings shifted, discomfort in his eyes. “And now?”

You turned to face him, meeting his eyes for the first time in what felt like forever. The distance between you wasn’t just physical—it was something far more painful. “But you’re also the worst thing that ever happened to me,” you said, the words slicing through the air between you like a knife. “On that day when I met you… maybe I would rather that it never happened to me.”

He flinched, and for a moment, you saw the boy you once loved in the way his eyes softened. But just as quickly, that softness was replaced by the cold, sharp persona that had replaced the boy who once ran to you for comfort. “I didn’t choose this,” Keigo said, voice breaking. “But neither did you.”

Your heart twisted. “It’s too late, Keigo. We’re enemies now. There’s no going back.”

His wings fluttered as he took a step closer, his gaze unwavering despite the sorrow in his eyes. “You should hate me. You have every right to. But… I can’t make myself stay away.”

Silence filled the air, heavy with shared memories and pain. No anger remained, just a fragile understanding between two people who once loved each other, now tangled in what they had become.