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
