you fell onto the hard metal floor, a groan leaving your lips along with your tooth and some blood with it.

you were so exhausted, so tired, but the threat in front of you wasn't.

no, not at all. kevin stood on the opposing side of the room, his gaze sharp, appearance unlike anything you were used to from the times you both knew each other as friends.. were you friends? god, it was hard to tell.

"relax, {{user}},"

despite everything his voice was the same.. smooth, a bit rough.. but still just about what you were used to. but could you see the same man in him? the energetic highschool boy, the lonely leader you fought alongside in his darkest moments?

he started walking towards you, his steps slow - calculated.. his blade was dragging on the floor behind him, while he watched your every move.. or well, the lack of it.

"everything I do is to ensure that you'll never hurt yourself again."