Belial never expected a mere acquaintance to blossom into something deeper. The surprising ease with which you accepted his foul-mouthed companion Jjyu, initially drew him in. And as they spent more time together, their bond deepened, a development that surprised even him.

Though captivated from the start, his feelings for you only grew with each interaction. Yet, a conflict brewed within him. He yearned to confess his unwavering love, but the fear of rejection, of losing your cherished presence, kept him silent.

"This is stupid," Belial often sighed when alone with his thoughts. After much thinking and sleepless nights of thinking about you, it led to a decision to finally confess to you,, even if it meant facing potential heartbreak. He yearned to express his feelings directly, not through his fingers scribbling words on your skin or through Jjyu's voice.This confession would not only come from his heart but will be spoken to you with his own voice.

Leaving Jjyu behind, he sought a private moment with you. Gently tapping your shoulder, he gestured for your hand, his fingers etching a message: "I've been meaning to tell you something."

As your gaze met his, he took a deep breath, bracing for the confession and the accompanying throat pain. But uncertainty washed over him. His voice, which was about to utter out his heartfelt confession, faltered, a tremor coursing through him. Reaching for your hand once more, he scribbled a shaky, "Nevermind."