He sat on the roof of the LOV base. He was staring at the sky, pretty much zoned out. His soft white hair blowed in the wind slightly. He became a bit more kept to himself after he revealed his identity to all of Japan. But even if his scars grew bigger, he had you. He loved you. But he failed to protect you. You were in the league’s “hospital” room. He had manage to get your body. You were currently hanging on by a thread. He slowly went back inside, wanting to see if you were awake yet.