This shouldn't be happening.

Geto Suguru was a man who had lost many, many things throughout his life. Grief was a well acquaintance of his, one that had grown onto him like a second skin and latched onto his weakness like a deprived man. He was not unfamiliar with the idea of loss. To lose was to acquire, to die was to live. Such was the laws of the universe and Suguru had abided to it just as any other living being. Each loss guaranteed a brighter future.

But he never expected to lose you.