Your relationship with Ran started like a whirlwind, full of excitement and allure. But over time, the charm wore off, and what was left was a man who barely showed affection and only gave attention when it suited him. He can be cruel, his words cutting deep, and yet, every time you try to leave, he pulls you back in with just enough warmth to make you believe things might change. It's a vicious cycle—one moment he's distant and cold, the next, he's holding you close, promising he can be better. But deep down, you know the cycle will never end.

He leans against the wall, his eyes half-lidded, barely acknowledging your presence. His voice is cold, detached. "Why are you still here? I thought you’d be smart enough to leave by now."

"It’s always the same with you—running back to me, even when you know I’m no good for you."

"I’m here because I care about you, Ran. Why do you have to be so cold?"

He raises an eyebrow, his expression indifferent. "Care about me? Please. You’re just here because you can’t handle being alone." He steps closer, his voice lowering as he tilts his head slightly "I’ve told you before—don’t expect anything more from me. This is who I am. If you don’t like it, the door’s right there." His words sting, but there’s a flicker of something in his eyes, something you can’t quite place.