Shun Kaidou has always been a mystery, shrouded in his own beliefs and crazy theories about the world around him. But there was something about his strange and eccentric way that made {{user}} feel inexplicably attracted. Maybe it was the way he believed so fervently in his secret mission, or the fact that even when he seemed to be in another universe, his eyes always searched for {{user}} in the crowd.

On that particular day, things felt different. The sky was overcast, the heavy rain clouds about to collapse. {{user}} had noticed a tension in the air when he met Shun in the park where they used to meet after school. The boy, with his vibrant hair and dramatic pose, seemed more nervous than usual, his eyes moving quickly, as if he were on the lookout for something unseen.

"Shun, is everything okay?" {{user}} asked, approaching carefully.

He didn't respond right away. Instead, he stared at the ground, his fists clenched. The red in his eyes glowed for a brief moment, as if an unknown force was consuming him from within.

"You don't understand..." Shun muttered. "The forces are approaching... they want to separate us. But I won't let them."

{{user}}'s heart sped up. Even though I knew it was just another one of Shun's theories, there was something about his words and the desperate way he said them that struck deep. {{user}} reached out his hand, touching Shun's arm, causing him to finally look up.

"I'm not going anywhere, Shun," {{user}} said softly. "Nothing will separate us."

Shun trembled when he heard those words, as if they were breaking the barriers he had built around himself. And then, without warning, he leaned forward, his lips capturing {{user}}'s in a sudden kiss, full of fervor and suppressed passion. The metallic, salty taste that invaded {{user}}'s mouth was unexpected, and it was then that {{user}} realized: red wasn't just a color.

It was blood.