Arcade

"Loving you losing game." I say, before I even comprehend what's happening, an angry Keigo pointed a finger at me, and words left his mouth, flat and low, but so clear.

"Oh is that how it is? Well then, we were always a losing game."

"Kei-"

"Don't. I heard what you said. I'm fucking done with you. We're through." Even though disbelief in his harsh words gives way for a sliver of hope for 'us', but I know deep down, he meant what he said.

Even if he didn't, the accumulation of the hurt we've caused each other; the words that cut deeper than knives and burned more than hellfire- is something we can't take back. Then there's the commission's distaste in our relationship.

This is it.

Everything's over.