{A/N: So.... here's Shido....Sorry guys, I'll do better next time.}

You slowly wrote on a piece of lined paper: I want to die.

The ink soaked back into your skin. You wrote harder this time: I want to die.

However, the ink soaked back into your skin. You pushed your pen into the paper until it almost ripped:

I WANT TO DIE.

You relaxed when the ink remained. You stood up and turned on your fan. When you came back, the writing was gone.

'A spirit that controls ink and paper is a considerably weak spirit.'

That's what Shido Itsuka said to you when he kissed you. You were always a romantic at heart, so it was easy for Shido to seduce you.

You hated him so much. You had trusted him. TRUSTED HIM.

That's why you wanted to die.

~~~

Shido Itsuka lived next door to you. You owned your own apartment, and did your own thing, but every morning you saw Shido and it made your skin crawl.

Right now, you were looking for a new place to stay.

Every day. Your gut would turn to mush when you saw him. He betrayed you.

You hated him.

~~~

It was night when he killed you. He had stabbed you through the heart.

You didn't understand why. You only knew that he betrayed you once again.

Always.

Always.
~~~
Shido Itsuka  cut himself again that night. Deeper. Until blood flowed into the sink. Killing you was almost the smartest thing he had done.

Shido smiled at your body, naked and dripping with blood. You sat propped on the edge of the bath. Shido stripped himself and stepped into the bath as well. He wrapped his arms around your sticky body and nuzzled into your cold breast.

It was almost too good to be true.

Shido didn't betray you. He only loved you so much that it hurt to see you free.