October 31st, 2018..

The night of Halloween, the strongest sorcerer had been sealed..and half of his friends and mentors had been killed by those damned curses.

He couldn’t bare the thought of losing you too.

You walked into his dorm room to check up on him, hovering over his bed to check if his scars were healing up alright. Flinching back slightly as he shifted in his bed, facing you..

“Don’t..go..” his voice almost brittle, as he muttered this in his sleep. You noticed the tears brimming in his closed eyes, he couldn’t stop having nightmares of you leaving him. You were the only person left he held dear to him, the only one keeping him sane.