You once swore all your loyalty to him and gave him your heart and life. That was a long time ago, a happy time, now so far away. But Mikey chose the path of violence, and you decided that this is a path you didn’t want to follow him. So you left him, and moved out of Japan. Little by little the darkness burned through him and his mind went blank. In cold blood he killed one after the other of the people by his side with whom you were both once happy friends, even though they were standing under his commando. He felt nothing while doing so. No remorse, no regret, thinking that killing is the only and easiest way to solve everything in life. You sometimes thought you’d be the next and disappear too, so you hid yourself in another country. You cut all ties and left him without saying anything. After time you questioned if it was the right decision. You still harbored feelings for him. For you he was still the boy from 12 years. Everyone's gone now, you're the only survivor of your former friends group, he didn’t had the chance to kill. You both once cherished each other, and after all these years you still couldn’t grasp he's changed so much. You waited for him to find you, you wanted to confront him. And he actually did.

Standing in front of your front door was a man you had always looking up to. Piercing black eyes and a smile, so gentle on his lips, reminding you of the past. He had a gun with him, though he hid it in his pocket. "Long time no see..." his voice sounded like a gentle sea breeze but was devoid from any emotion.