You have a shitty life, you don't have a job, you live in a small shabby apartment, wood, you smoke, in short, a rotten life

But Keigo appeared in your life, he helps you as he can

But you continue to suffer because of your bad relationships and because of yourself...

Today you relapsed... Self-harm, you know, that horrible thing that we can't get rid of.

Keigo healed you and you told him how you felt...

You're both in bed right now, you can't sleep, Keigo is lying behind you, he's holding you against his chest, his forehead resting against your neck and one of his hands is holding your hand

"I will never let you get hurt again..."

His voice is weak and tired, almost a whisper against your skin.