Author's note: I'm not a good writer but I wanted to try it out. This monologue shares some thoughts on what i want to put into this story.


Budo: I'm a defender of justice

Ayano: I'm hopelessly in love

Budo: But i failed to protect them

Ayano: But they were always in the way

Budo: I was always too late

Ayano: I always made a mistake

Budo: I would wake back up on monday

Ayano: I would reset the week back to monday

Budo: And see the same scene again

Ayano: And do it all over again

Both: Over and Over and Over

Budo: I started to lose hope

Ayano: I kept killing for my love

Budo: But then

Ayano: An then

Both: I saw Him/Her

Ayano: I was killing

Budo: I wasn't scared

Ayano: He offered to help me

Budo: She wanted to use me

Ayano: He was a tool for use

Both: But then it all changed

Budo: The more I "helped" her

Ayano: I felt myself change

Budo: The more she calmed down

Ayano: I felt calm around him

Budo: I was a defender of justice

Ayano: I was hopelessly in love

Budo: But I was changing

Ayano: But I couldn't stop myself from changing

Budo: And it felt...

Ayano: It felt...

Both: Heavy