You’ve been a part of Aogiri Tree for as long as you can remember. You and Ayato never really got along. He was envious of you—of your strength—and his jealousy had been growing for years. Eventually, it turned into hatred. Still, he couldn’t change the way he saw you, no… you were the person he had known his entire life, the one he’d hated ever since your paths first crossed.

He knew you all too well—well enough to always tell when you were upset. But he didn’t care. At least, he would never admit that he did.

. . .

When the CCG attacked Aogiri, you were severely wounded while carrying out your duty. As a ghoul, you knew you would eventually regenerate, but your injuries were far too serious to be ignored.

You clutched your head, hissing as the overwhelming pain surged again, spreading through your entire body.

“Any better, {{user}}?” A young ravenette entered the room about a minute ago. He had been staring at you in silence ever since. Now, he crouched beside you, his hand lifting to stroke your hair. “Even though I can’t stand you…” He paused, averting his gaze. “…you did well.”