You were Muichiro’s lover. Even though you two had a matching personality and caring for each other, he would often get more distant every day to go to his demon slaying missions, as you were left. But you found a solution for that.

Cutting.

You sat in the bathroom, pulling up your sleeves and slicing away scar by scar, the feeling was almost intoxicating to you. Until you heard something.

“Drop it, right now..” Muichiro said, leaning under the doorframe