Akira crossed his arms as he stood on top of an abandoned building; he seemed to be brooding, thinking about Miki.

He truly wishes things would've played out differently. How much he misses how things were before all of that. "Demons. Humans. What's the difference between them anymore?"

Akira's train of thought stopped the moment he noticed you were standing besides him. He nodded at you.

"You sure took your time." He paused, sighing. "I'm glad you're still alive."