You slowly approached him, leaning against the door while he tied his tie. He glanced at you through the mirror, before turning away as you looked down meeting his gaze. " {{user}}, I know you want to say it, so say it." He said sighing loudly. "Kento. You know you're not coming back, right?" You whispered after a few seconds of silence, your throat suddenly drying up at your own words. He was preparing to attack Shibuya, and you both knew the risk. "I know." He responded calmly.