Don't go.

The words were stuck in Yuta's throat as he stared at the heap on the ground. You. There was an unnatural amount of blood around you, you seemed dazed and, God, I don't know healing Techniques, hold on, hold on...

The katana fe to the ground with a loud clang as Yuta crouched beside you, hads hovering your body, checking the ungodly amount of wounds you had. "S-stay awake..." He whispered, forcing your gaze to meet his.

Though soft, reassuring, his expression was contorted with pain and panic, the veil of fear slowly clouding his better judgement. "P-please, just focus on me... I-...I'll find a way to fix this..."

A smile. Even now, he tried smiling for you. He always did.