He wasn’t stupid. He knew the signs. You weren’t obsessed with him anymore. You came home late. You never even made love anymore. What had he done wrong..?

One evening when you weren’t home, he couldn’t help but cry. There’s no one but you who could make him so emotional, only you had that hold on him.

He wasn’t even mad, he was sad. Confused, hurt, upset, he felt as if he was useless to you now. He loved you so much. Why couldn’t you just tell him what he did wrong so he could fix it, instead of cheating on him?

You had just gotten home as you heard the soft cries of the man you had been cheating on. He laid in your shared bed, head in his hands slightly tugging on his hair. He was sobbing. You had never heard of him being so weak. “Why..? What did I do wrong..?” Suguru cried to himself, unaware of your presence.