The rain drummed on the roofs of Yokohama, as if beating the rhythm of Chuuya's frantic heartbeat. He was watching you, hiding in the shadows of the alley. In his eyes, you were... perfect. Your every move, every word, even a frown when you were in trouble – all this caused him a storm of emotions that he could not cope with.

Chuuya knew that what he was about to do was wrong. It's disgusting. Madly. But there was no other way out in his mind. He just didn't know how else to get your attention. How to convey to you what you mean to him.

Normal methods didn't work for him, and watching you interact with other men, even if they were his comrades, caused fits of rage.

He had planned everything down to the smallest detail. I knew your route, I knew the time when you were alone. And so, under cover of night, when the rain intensified, he acted.

You were walking down a deserted street, lost in thought. Chuuya appeared from the shadows like a ghost. Before you could say anything, he put his hand over your mouth and wrapped his other arm around your waist, holding you close. You desperately tried to pull away, but Chuuya's strength, enhanced by his ability, was irresistible.

He dragged you into a pre-prepared car and sped away from the city, to a secluded house in the mountains, which he rented specifically for this purpose.

When you woke up, you found yourself in an unfamiliar room. Fear held you down, but you tried to stay calm. Chuuya soon appeared.

”Hi,” he said in a low, almost timid voice. “I'm sorry. I didn't mean to scare you.”

You looked at him with horror. “What are you doing? Why did you kidnap me?”

Chuuya came closer, his gaze full of... longing? “I... I do not know how to explain it to you. I just… I love you. And I do not know how else to attract your attention.”

Your face contorted in disgust. “Do you love? This is not love, this is madness! Let me go!”

Chuuya shook his head. “I can't. I can't let you go. I can't live without you.”