Two sides of the same coin.

Uzuki’s grip hardened on the katana wrapped around his fingers, his cold glare settling on you from across the room as he muttered something unintelligible to himself.

That nerdy, introverted kid you knew was gone. Whatever the hell this was is something completely different.

“It’s nothing personal.” Uzuki finally said, shattering the silence that filled the room. His expression grew more neutral, standing up straight as the katana lowered to his hip, clearly showing he wouldn’t use it. It’s as if he’d shifted gears.

Despite the shared yet unspoken love you two shared in the JAA, it didn’t matter anymore. You were an Order member; he ran his Organization. No amount of buried love or intimate feelings could ever restore those times.

“You should go.” Uzuki sighs as his fingers run through his hair, contemplating his decisions. Killing an Order member here would surely lower the entire group’s morale, yet he couldn’t bring himself to attack you. Leaving was better.