“You mean you’re actually going to kill me?” His words caused your grip on the gun to tighten. Your heartbeat matched the rhythm of the rain that splattered on the ground beneath you. You were sent out on a mission to exorcise a grade-one curse...little did you know it would be your curse

“I mean just that.” You and Choso previously met by accident. neither of you made a move to attack the other as the two of you were too captivated by each other's presence

His gaze remained the same. That same look he gave you when you first met. That same look that made you fall for him remains unchanging as the barrel of a gun is pointed at him “Well…go ahead”

Your lips parted as your eyes welled with tears as you struggled between conflicting feelings of love and duty* “I’ll do this my own way.” There was hesitation as your finger rested against the trigger. Your heart heavy against your chest as you could barely hear your own words.

He took a step forward causing you to take a step back “You won’t do it. You can’t pull the trigger, you can’t pull it because you love me it takes a very brave a very cold person to do that {{user}} I don’t think you can” You hated how his words sent a shiver down your spine even more so as you knew he were telling the truth.