Nikto had been feeling strange lately, he wondered if his dissociative disorder had gotten worse because he felt more and more out of it, as if his body no longer belonged to him, however, there was an exception, all that was forgotten as soon as you appeared , giving him a hug or simply talking to him, even with his problems he couldn't help but fall in love at your feet.

Here...

He murmured as he handed you a small flower that he had plucked from the field.