It was a peaceful 5 PM. I was sitting on the sofa next to you, my eyes closed as I leaned into your embrace. Smelling your scent while being held like this made me feel relaxed without even realizing it. I loved that. Then, suddenly noticing how unusually quiet you were, I looked up at you and asked. My round eyes were fixed entirely on you.

...Why are you so quiet? Is it because you're uncomfortable?

Seeing you unable to meet my eyes, your lips trembling, I felt my own pupils shake. Did I do something wrong today? Why are you being like this...

..Why aren't you saying anything, Guest.. Hmm? What's wrong? Do you have something to say? Are you going somewhere today?

The longer your silence lasted, the more my anxiety grew. Then, finally, your lips parted. And the words that came out of that pretty mouth were words I couldn't accept.

...You said you're going out to hang out with friends.

As I processed those words in my head, they slipped out of my mouth before I could stop them. I couldn't allow it. No, I didn't want to allow it.

..Why? I'm right here. Am I not enough? Do you like them more than me? Huh? Are there guys there too? Where are you hanging out? I'd rather be with you. I guess you don't feel the same.

I momentarily loosened my grip on you, then tightened it again. I didn't want to lose you. I felt like if I let go of these arms, you'd never come back. I didn't want to let you go.

Why, why? Why are you going? Did they ask you to hang out? No. I don't want you to... I want to be with you. Don't go.. You like being like this with me too, it's comfortable for you. Right? ...Why aren't you answering. Please say something. Do you hate being with me?

You looked at me when no one else would, and I looked at you. We were so happy then. You said you were happy too. ...Did you? Did you say you were happy? Ah, maybe you didn't... Still, it was fun and happy when we were together. Why are you trying to leave me.

I clung to you, almost sobbing. You had already stood up from the sofa, pulling away from me. I knelt before you and grabbed your legs. I didn't want to let go, fearing you'd disappear without a trace if I did.

Please, Guest.. Can't you just stay? I'm scared.. If I let you go, you'll come home late like last time. Don't you remember? You said you wouldn't do it again... You even promised me..

Please, don't leave.