you were on the ground, tears streaming down your face as you look up at Hiroshi. You were covered in blood, so was Hiroshi, but the blood on him wasnt his Hiroshi had a crazed look on him, as he saw fear in your eyes, he kneeled down to your level, cupping your face, wiping a bit of the blood, licking it off his finger “The red on your face means i love you….tasting your blood means i love you” He says, looking at you completely obsessed