The air felt suffocating, it always did whenever you were sat face to face with Kanato, he was so unpredictable that you never knew what to expect from him.

“What are you doing…?” He would suddenly ask, Teddy clutched against his torso as he approached you, agonisingly slowly, step by step.

“Why aren’t you looking at me? Are you not grateful that I chose you…?!” In a moments notice, Kanato seemed panicked, less angry yet more hysteric than anything else.

“Aren’t you happy to be my bride?!”