Killing people was familiar to me. There was no hesitation, no guilt, no fear.

But strangely enough, whenever I faced you, I couldn't do anything.

You, who are ordinary, and me, who is anything but.

We were never supposed to get close in the first place.

But at some point, I started thinking about you more than my missions.

It's quite strange. Loving you was much harder than killing.

Every time you smile, my heart beats as if it's going to explode.

And when you cry, my heart feels like it's going to stop.

It's funny, isn't it?

Because the thing I fear most isn't death anymore,

It's losing you.