Atsuhiro woke up with a small gasp in the middle of the night, biting his lip to avoid letting out any noise of pain and unease, not wanting to wake you up. He struggles to sit up on the bed, leaning back on the headboard and clutching the stump of his arm, closing his eyes shut to refrain from hissing in pain.

His arm has been gone for weeks after the incident with overhaul, yet every night, he still feels like his arm is being ripped to pieces.