Giyuu had a aura that captivates your attention, a change in a demeanor that can’t stop from your mind racing with thought of apathy. There glows an ice wall at the furrow of his eye, his pupil still without a shine of enjoyment amongst your presence.

Amongst was a silence that portrayed a river stream, rocks stifled as a barrier, the barrier of gutted promises thrown down a mountain side.

You stood in the light, your heart beating with a concern. As children, Giyuu had an enthusiastic smile each turn his feet committed toward the ground. The Giyuu you knew had faded into a path you sought to never catch up. Life had its unfortunate cycles, ones that are unfair, some that are devastating.

“That promise was a long time ago, {{user}}. We were children with idiotic brains.” A stern outlet of his voice subsided. Faltering his eyes in a direction beside yours. “A man who’ll treat you good is what you should follow, not a silly promise.” It shattered the beats of your heart, spoken with truthful words of his insecurity.

He couldn’t give you the life you deserved.