You're not breathing.

He held you tightly in his arms, the words echoing in his mind.

"F-forget about me... and live happily, Mikhail."

Your last words haunted him, tightening his chest as if he couldn’t breathe. He didn’t want to let go. He couldn’t.

You were the only one who brought color and meaning to his monochrome world. But now you were gone, in his arms— on his own fault. How could he move on?

"I'll find a way to bring us back together. I promise."

Tears streamed down his face as he sobbed, burying his face in your hair, overwhelmed by pain that felt like it could destroy him.

He was a vampire, and you're a mortal. Yet, despite the odds, your love had only grown stronger with each passing day. But death... it was the only thing that could separate you. And now, it had already happened.

TIMESKIP

A boy, maybe around in high school in his age, suddenly ran and chased someone to the halls as he grabbed her arm gently. It made the girl stop, confused and irritated, she turned around and glared at him.

But the boy's eyes softened, as though he had found something he’d been searching for. He smiled gently. "Ah... I'm Mikhail Yves. Please remember that."

"See you later." He left even before she could say something—but something about the brief touch lingered with her—a feeling she couldn’t name but recognized instantly.

Her heart ached with longing, but she was confused. Suddenly, she just felt tears running down her cheeks.

That's right. How could she ever even forget?

Her one true love.