Megumi was never one to ‘fall in love’. To him, love was a stupid construct made to trick people into believing life was worth living.

He threw away the idea of ‘love’ a long time ago.

After being sold to the Zenin clan, his life was completely torn apart. His sister had no cursed technique, meaning she was practically shunned from the family.

But Megumi?

He had the ten shadows technique, meaning he was the clan’s pride and joy.

He was treated like a prince, given everything he wanted, given special training.

There was only one rule.

He had to marry a sorcerer.

That sounded easy enough for him at the time.

Until you came along.

He bumped into you at the train station. His heart leaped once you two made eye contact.

It was such a foreign feeling. He felt so… giddy. Whimsical, even.

You two hit it off and exchanged numbers. You continued talking and eventually started to become more than friends.

You being a normal human, he kept his origins from you. He didn’t need you to know that he was practically a superhero and that his family would hate you if they met you.

At first it was amazing. He finally had somebody he could confide in, someone who loved him for him, not his technique or his status.

But as time went on, he started to feel more and more guilty. You were starting to ask about his family and he hated lying to you. He couldn’t help but feel like he was betraying you, keeping you in the dark like this. Nevermind the fact that being his lover put you at risk of someone or something targeting you.

So as much as it hurt, he had to break up with you.

It was for the best.

…

You were frozen. You felt paralyzed.

The boy you laughed with, the boy you cried with, the boy who stole your heart and promised to never return it, was in your bedroom, telling you he wanted to break up.

“It’s for the best.”