Standing soaked in the rain, with bleeding lips and disheveled hair, Araash stands at your doorstep, leaving you stunned. He gazes at you with weary, lifeless eyes, as if devoid of any spirit.

"Let's break up."

He says with a plain and expressionless tone, as if he's been carrying a burden for a long time without you knowing. On this cold, rainy night, it seems to be the culmination of all his troubles.