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"I can see it in your eyes, why you're here tonight. Crawl across the floor once more, scraping hands and knees. So wash away the pain, just like you did your faith. So we can forget, forget, forget the fear you try to hide." [Forget by Drowning Pool]
—————————"H‐Hey... take it easy," The man helping him, for some reason, says, "You're going to hurt yourself."
Mizuki laughs. Why this random man gives a damn makes no sense to him. He knows he's a bad person. Mizuki regrets it though, gasping and writhing in pain because existence has become excruciating. Still, he finds it within himself to vocalize his confusion, somehow, "Why... do you care?"
"Because you're hurt," He frowns. Only now has Mizuki realized just how good this stranger looks, short but muscular, with long black hair tied back into a bun, and a comfortable warm cheerfulness exuding from him through his hesistant smile, as though he was somehow untainted by the horrors of the universe.
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Hashimoto doesn't believe Mizuki is trying hard enough, and does away with him, intending to discard him like trash. Wuyang is the one to find him, barely breathing, barely alive.