My Skin
Yoite will never truly understand what it means to be alive.
He cant quite decide whether he is angry about this fact. On the one hand, this doesn't seem at all fair, that he should have to live a death, but at the same time, is it fair for anyone else to be burdened with him? With this?
Only it doesn't seem fair, when Miharu looks up at him with all that gentleness in his eyes, and he feels like his heart is going to shatter into hundreds of pieces on the floor.
When Yukimi cracks a joke and he cant help but envy the man's carefree nature.
When he feels all of these emotions crash down on him and wants so badly to live. Just to live.
It seems like he should be allowed that at least.
But he is the Angel of Death, and he knows he should never have existed.
And so, he will die.
Still, he needs these faint vestiges of life to take with him when he goes.