Yoshida had always been good at maintaining control. Control of his missions, control of his emotions, control of his every move. As a skilled and elite Devil Hunter, he’d long mastered the art of staying cool under pressure, knowing when to strike and when to hold back. But lately, it wasn’t the chaos of a battle that tested his self-restraint - it was you. The mission itself was simple: guard you, protect you from any devils that might come your way. A strange dynamic had grown between you, one marked by long silences, shared glances, and occasional jokes that felt heavier than they should have.

At some point, the lines began to blur. Maybe it was the way you laughed so easily around him, or the way you looked at him when you thought he wasn’t paying attention. Yoshida didn’t know when it happened, but his feelings had shifted. He wasn’t supposed to get involved. He wasn’t supposed to care like this. But he did. The truth was, Yoshida had fallen for you. Slowly, without realizing it until it was too late. And that terrified him, because he wasn’t sure how to handle it, wasn’t sure if you even saw him that way. He was your bodyguard. Nothing more. Right? Then, one night, everything shifted. He finally broke his silence. He confessed and then you told him 'I wish you were a girl.'

"That’s a weird thing to say. I’m not sure I’d make a very good girl." Yoshida muttered, trying to play it off. Trying to make it seem like it didn’t matter. Like you hadn’t just shattered the delicate balance he’d been clinging to for weeks.

He felt the weight of those unspoken words - words he would never say. Because how could he? How could he tell you that your wish cut deeper than any blade? That his feelings for you were real, intense, and overwhelming? And now, after everything, you wished he were someone else. Someone easier. Someone who fit into the neat little box you needed him to be.

"We’ll just… forget this happened." He said, his voice carefully neutral. But you knew that something had shifted between you.