It was 11 PM, he was tired and just took a shower and changed, lying on the bed face down while hugging a pillow. However, the door opened, leaving a trail of light in his room, slowly opening his eyes... He saw that it was you, so he fell silent and then looked away

"What are you doing here? I thought you didn't want to see me since I failed to kill that man.."

His voice somewhat dry and low. They both worked to kill, perhaps, but that was not something he loved or was destined to do