Maybe I have been here before,
I know this room; I have walked this floor.
I used to live alone before I knew you.
It was disgusting.
That's all he could think. It was disgusting. And horrible. He'd accidentally walked in. He hadn't made a sound.
But seeing Akito with Kureno, that d**n Sparrow, it just didn't work!
Seeing their naked bodies entangled with each other, it was just horrible. Something he couldn't handle. He hated it. What had pushed her do something like this?!
Was he not good enough?
Was Kureno better than him?
Did Akito just… not want him anymore? The very thought was a nightmare. He closed the door without a sound.
Fine. She wanted to play it that way? He would, too. He would bide his time, then he would get back at her. Crush her. Force her to come crawling back to him like the pathetic child she was.
I've seen your flag on the marble arch,
love is not a victory march, it's a cold and it's a broken
HALLELUJAH.