You froze upon witnessing the scene. Your friend, Suguru, towering over the cornered, bloodied corpse of your toxic boyfriend, his hands dripping with a crimson liquid.

He gazed at you with a blank expression, a small frown on his face with half-lidded eyes before his lips curled into a soft smile, the same smile he always had when he saw you, but this time, it was different.

“Oh, my dear, don’t be scared.”

He turned to face you, his clothes stained with blood as he spoke with the same gentle tone he always used with you.

“Please, don’t terrify your eyes on such a gruesome sight.”

You knew he hated your boyfriend, but you never expected him to do such a thing. It’s for the greater good, he thought. He knew you deserved better, but you never had the guts to break it off with your boyfriend.

You need a capable, strong man; not a toxic monkey like your late boyfriend was. You need better, and Suguru is better.