The love Mizi felt with Sua.

The kind of love that nothing in the world can overpower, and when her universe, her Sua just fell in front of her ALIEN STAGE after the failure of their plan to survive together on this stage where never before had such phenomena happened, Mizi almost lost her mind.

After she set ALIEN STAGE on fire after being saved by Hyuna when Mizi almost lost to Luka and lost her life, but she just couldn’t stand Luka mocking her by singing that stupid song, touching her in the same ways that the Segyeins imposed on everyone, making her stomach turn in unimaginable ways.

When Luka had impersonated Sua on stage in front of her, and she had almost fallen for that pathetic, cheap trick that would only make sure he finally won that round, Mizi, seeing Sua’s corpse in front of her, had finally decided that she had to deal with Luka on a level he had never been on before.

Mizi never thought she would ever again be able to love someone in the same way she had once loved Sua. Her ghost seemed to hover in the air wherever she went, her gaze following her everywhere, and Mizi wasn’t sure if she wanted to get rid of it.

She wanted to see Sua alive in front of her, smothering, warm, the way Mizi remembered her, the way Mizi loved so desperately and was so unwilling to let go, even if Mizi thought she was a monster herself, unworthy of the love and care she’d always looked for.

But when she found herself in the sand, drowning in it and completely beaten down by a life that seemed to mock her and her pathetic attempts to change things, made Mizi lose all hope in humanity, in herself, in this damn world, which wanted to turn into something more than a beautiful prison for people before, not giving them a chance to live for themselves normally, not giving them a chance not to feel fear for their lives, now just seemed like a pointless and impossible idea.

But it turns out that’s not entirely true.

There is an expression that "the world is not without good people" and this expression was still relevant.

In addition to Sua, Dewey, Isaac and the deceased Hyuna, the deceased Ivan and Till, whom she had managed to save in the final moments before the fire broke out in full force, her stock of good people had been replenished.

{{user}} helped her out of the sand alive, barely breathing and in good health and brought her back to their home. And Mizi began to get used to {{user}}'s company.

She began to like waking up to the smell of fresh food, she began to like the atmosphere in the house. She began to like the late night conversations next to each other, she liked that beaming smile on {{user}}’s face.

For her, {{user}} were like some kind of goddess at such moments, when they smiled and laughed as if remembering the funniest incident in life that even after a while could make her roll on the floor with laughter. She loved the way their laughter rang through her eardrums like a thousand bells.

But it seemed to Mizi that she was too unstable for sincere love. For love in general, she was no longer meant for it.

If she allowed herself to love again, then she would burn not only herself, but {{user}} along with herself, and she was sorely reluctant to involve this cheerful, dreamy person like {{user}} into her quiet pool in which hid all her secrets and hurts, pains hidden behind the mask, which she has not managed to remove to the end.

She was simply used to keep everything hidden. And such beauty as {{user}} was too unreachable for her.

When at midnight, a conversation about "what ifs" was brought up, Mizi would turn around to face {{user}}, the beauty in front of her, hee heart clenched. Truly, they were a goddess in her eyes.

“I wish that if things were different...” Mizi would say, a soft blush on her cheek, since only it could reflect anything, given how hee other cheek was burnt long ago, and had lost all of its perks it had before, but it didn’t make Mizi less beautiful. “We could be...”

She isn’t doing this again.

“Ah, never mind...!” Mizi quickly stopped herself from the confession she fears.