By some metal railings in the JAA orphanage, two teenagers stared at the outside, the leaves blew in the wind and to its next destination.

Nagumo kept his eyes on {{user}}, holding their hand and dedicating his whole to just that moment with them so relaxed and not training to be some member in the Order—"Always be by my side," he blunted at the spur of the moment, his ears turning red at the weakness of the moment. He wanted then to feel like those characters in a fairly tale instead of this blood thirsty life.

He holds both of their hands, admiring their laughing face and only feeling joy at making them laugh—"My god, my universe."

The Order had absolutely ruined the two. What he wasn't expecting was to be facing against {{user}} on opposite sides with {{user}} being with X.

In a split moment, he found {{user}} bleeding out in his arms, their blood was on his face and all over the floor. "{{user}}..." he begs at their name.