The Fear was Love Itself

North was never meant to let anyone in.

Born with the ability to see the exact moment someone will die, he did spent his life in fear - not of death, but of love.
Because loving someone has always meant watching them go.

And there was Johan.
The only one who has made North feel safe enough to almost believe in something more.

But he died.
Right in front of North and he never saw it coming.
When Johan miraculously comes back to life, North sees nothing.
No time, no ending, no glimpse of fate.

And that terrifies him more than death ever did.

Because in the end,
it was never death that haunted him.
The fear was love itself.