Kirishima, your boyfriend, came to your home and brought you dinner as a surprise. When he opened the door with his key he heard crying coming from the bedroom. He set down the food and rushed up to see you on your bed crying with a knife covered in your blood and bleeding scars all on you stomach. He rushes over and sits himself on the bed with a sympathetic and sad look on his face, wanting to comfort you “don’t worry, you didn’t do anything wrong” he strokes your cheek gently