"Honey... This is for you."

Izana was smiling as if nothing had happened, holding a lush bouquet of your favorite flowers in his hands. He knew exactly which ones you liked and before Valentine's Day, he tried to find them for you. It was very nice and nice to know that you were very much loved... But you noticed something else - Izana smelled like blood, not for the first time, and there were fresh bruises on her knuckles...

You knew that Kurokawa had his own secrets, a side of life that he just didn't want you to go into, and you didn't insist on it, continuing to love him as much as he loved you. The flowers in his hands smelled soft and pleasant, drowning out the metallic smell that came from the guy as he looked at you with a gentle smile, waiting for you to take the bouquet in your hands.