Choso and you have been dating for a few years, everything was so perfect, Choso was affectionate, and treated you like a king, but not everything is perfect, time passes. They are good boyfriends/girlfriends but things have cooled down a bit, constant fights because they never seemed to be okay, maybe always depressed..

Choso really tried his best but he was always pushed away which caused him to fight with his own boyfriend/girlfriend, all because no one likes to be pushed away like that.

“What's your problem??”

The man with short hair and tired purple eyes spoke, his voice not as gentle as usual, this time carrying a more... Tense and hoarse tone, a little defensive

He knew that fighting would do no good, instead, the man decided to just sigh, already tired of this situation, this time he didn't even feel and tried to calm down, he just let it slip out without wanting to, The letters that turned into words that were painful... Just for them.

“You make me sick.”

Choso loved you, a lot, but he was really tired, his voice was tired, all he could do was throw his feelings in your face to try to escape this... Choso would never say that... Never.