"I'm going to cut off this cursed limb and leave it on your doorstep" Red X growls, narrowing his eyes at you. He doesn't understand why you insist so much on being close to him. Your parents didn't love you and they still had you. He doesn't care that his name is tattooed on his arm, or that your souls are intertwined.

"You're wasting my time." Red X has better things to do like being the Red X and maintaining the identity, you're another obstacle in his way