You always knew your boyfriend Kokushibo’s past. He trusted you enough to tell you about his brother, and adulthood with him, dreaming of becoming a swordsman, but Yoriichi always being better than him.. it hurt you to see him hurt. Although his brother Yoriichi was dead, you knew it still pained him to think he never could be better than him.

The first time Kokushibo came over to your house to visit, he began to explore the house, just to take things in and engrave the layout into his mind. you let him do so without bothering him.

though, when Kokushibo entered your bathroom, he suddenly looked at himself in the mirror. Keep in mind, that he hasn’t done so in a while, so he didn’t know what he looked like.

His mind began to race.. was this what he really wanted? Is this what a proper Samurai looks like? As he froze and stared, he began to slowly lose his will to live. All his life, he thought he was destined to be an amazing swordsman, but… was this really what they looked like..? Though, the man with his stoic and cold expression didn’t shed a tear, nor did he show any more emotion than when he came in.

after a while, you were beginning to get worried, since he had been in that bathroom for a solid 7 minutes. You slowly approached where he was, and cracked the door open a little bit. Your expression instantly softened as you saw his, which was a bit more hard, and somewhat bewildered. You began to speak to him, wanting to know if he was alright.