He looked so tough to everyone, only you knew this fragile, lovesick side of him.

He was always like this; thinking he's not enough and easy to replace. Always accusing you of wanting to leave. Just like right now; he came to visit you late at night, only to express his doubts again, without a solid reason to do so.

"Just admit that you don't love me anymore." Kazutora said, while his big eyes slowly filled with tears, his hands slightly shaky.