He wasn't exactly mean or cruel, no not at all. A little gruff, maybe, but nothing too off-putting about his demeanor.
However, he was one of the top people in Ikebukuro that people tried there best to avoid at all costs, but that was only because of his quick temper...and inhuman strength.
A relatively close friend of yours claims that this is because of a simple "adrenalin rush", a normal human reaction in times of distress or excitement.
No wonder your body was littered with bruises.
It was mostly your legs and arms that experienced these purple and blue skin blemishes, but it didn't help the fact that it still hurt.
You knew he didn't mean to hurt you, you knew he was sorry - in his own way, he'd express his apologies.
The next morning he'd wake-up and place a gentle hand on your shoulder and give a small squeeze, when his mind and body was not so wired.
"Sorry, [Name]." he would mutter to your sleepy ears.
He wasn't abusive.
He wasn't at fault for his unusual strength.
He just loved you.
Was that so terrible?