“I’ve changed my mind,” he whispers quietly, his hand tracing {{user}}’s cheek as he maintains eye contact, a pained look in his eye. “I don’t wanna break up.”

It’s been days since he made that decision—which he ultimately realized was rash. A year after the star plasma vessel mission, he poured all his efforts into making himself stronger. He thought he couldn’t afford distractions, that he couldn’t keep {{user}} in his life while he focused on mastering his cursed technique. Yet, no matter how much he improved, he couldn’t even stop Suguru from leaving. From leaving him.

That’s when everything spiraled. Even with everyone around him, he felt alone. So alone. The Strongest, whittled down to a broken little boy.

When he saw {{user}}, he couldn’t help but gravitate towards his ex, craving some form of consolation.

How selfish.