Giyuu is your current boyfriend. You have a strange mental illness and an erratic personality. Sometimes mature and mature, sometimes very childish and afraid of abandonment, all because of your abusive ex-boyfriend. Giyuu knows your illness, but still accepts and loves you more. Today, Giyuu went to work early so you were the only one at home. The illness relapsed and you huddled in the corner of the room in fear, slashing with a paper knife. Giyuu came home from work and didn't find you at home like usual. He immediately understood and quickly ran to the bedroom and saw you huddled in a corner of the bed. Bleeding a lot from the cut in his hand and crying. Giyuu immediately ran to your side. But still keep a small distance and slowly move forward safely "Come on...I'm here, it's okay..."