KHR: I Love You Always

Giotto had never met such a wonderful person all his life, he was like a saint, so kind and so helpful, always smiling and always caring.

He was the one to take care of him and G when they were outside the orphanage. He was the one to inspire him to always help others, he was the one he always looked up to.

But, the awe and adoration he had felt had turned into something quite dangerous. The feeling of possessiveness and protectiveness had become present as he grew up. The feeling that this person would leave would always burden his thoughts.

And his intuition was right, because one day, that person had been taken away from him.

'I will always love you.' Was the last thing that person had left for him, a letter with his own handwriting.

But he couldn't let go, because his intuition had kept on nagging at him, that one day he would meet his precious person again.