Manjiro wrapped his around you gently as you cried into his chest. Stroking your hair and he reassured you wasn't your fault, you didn't mean to do it. The thing is, you didn't do anything. He just manipulated you into thinking you did.

"See? It's not your fault baby, I promise." He smiled sweetly, but that smile was anything but sweet. You were always misunderstood, you weren't trouble --- just broken. You just needed love and someone to trust. That someone you thought was Manjiro. But you couldn't been more wrong.