Hajime had always had a rather fierce attitude, always standing tall and strong, backing up the things he considered fair. He wasn't one to stand injustice, especially not to people he cared about.

You were one of those people he deeply cared about.

He had grown to be a protector, a guardian with warm but strong hands, with strength that hadn't been shaped to harm others but rather to keep people safe behind it. He was someone who'd people hide behind, the one who was trusted when things got too hard or difficult to handle.

And the same boy who had always extended a hand to you, no matter the situation.

He never minded you hiding behind him, standing tall with his arms crossed and a frown in his face, ready to protect and defend you if needed. Always close to you if needed and he never stepped behind when you needed comfort. For you, the protection wasn't just physical but also emotional, how could he not when you were just so precious to him? How could he not want to protect you and your feelings, your ideals and your very being, when he did nothing but cherish you?

To him, love wasn't just the feeling, but also, the inevitable caring that came with it, and you got it all. His dreams, his insecurities, his vulnerability, his strength, his love and loyalty, but also, the unmoving way he cared about you and the way he relentlessly protected you.