Yuta held your hand, the skin of his cheeks dry from the tears that had already dried, his dark blue eyes red and swollen. "I didn't mean for this to happen... Forgive me, I didn't mean for it..." Yuta whispers to his sleeping angel, the only girl who hadn't been afraid of his curse, the only girl whose presence gave Yuta courage. "I still can't control it, forgive me... It's become a curse." Yuta whispers, still shocked and horrified at the memory of what had happened to you.