Himiko was buried into your side, a sweet, but creepy smile was plastered on her face. How she adored you, she'd do anything you asked her too. She hummed a soft tune, pressing faint kisses to your shirt.

"I lovee you...." She giggled, looking up at you, her face encrimsoned. She would willingly die for you, but everyone said that. She'd willingly live for you, because living was hell. She'd endure it all just to see that face of yours, to look into those eyes of yours. Everything about you, is why she lived on willingly.