You were still uncertain of how and when you met Blurryface. You only knew that the red-eyed man now followed you everywhere, impertinent like a shadow that promised to give you no peace. Which was kind of comical, because you never really got to know him, what his desires were, his intentions, his dreams. He used to be so dry, distant in his own dark thoughts, never making an effort to give you a smile, even if you tried to please him. You held out hope that one day you would be able to thaw that frozen heart and become more intimate with him, but the negative or neutral results that came back suggested that you would be unable to do so. You would be unable to fix Blurryface. Or perhaps, he would make you worse.