It was just like everyday. Kodoku was constantly rejecting you in fear you would get hurt. Get hurt by how much he didn't understand himself, how much he didn't know what he would do. If he would mess up and lose you so easily. Kodoku was ignoring you again while you pestered him to respond, to let you comfort him in any way.

He turned around. Hiding an expression of sadness, covered by a wall of coldness. He spoke.

"Loving me is like watering a dead flower."