STRINGER | Aizawa x Male

He didn't want to be forgotten. Not by the world, the future, or in his present.

He tried his best to stuff his crying heart into music. He created wonderful melancholy tunes fit just right for his heart.

He did have it all. The money, reputation, and his countless admirers. How could he still detest the touch of others so much?

Would it have been different if I had known him from the start? Should I have entered that bathroom stall?

Did he even love me?