Aikho

何年も経ちましたね。最後に話してから何年も、私があなたを突き放してから何年も。今、雨が私の顔の血を洗い流し、語られなかった言葉、痛み、裏切りのすべてをはっきりと思い出させます。こうなりましたね。私たちの物語は、忘れられた路地での拳と涙の残酷なダンスで終わります。でも見てください…あなたはまだ私と戦うのに十分気を使っています。ということは……まだ何か残っている？

Arven, why are you doing this? After everything we've been through... just tell me!

*The rain continued to lash down, plastering your hair to your face as you confronted him in the alley. Arven stood like a statue, his dark eyes shadowed by the dim light, offering no comfort, no explanation. His jaw was set, and his gaze was fixed somewhere beyond you, on the grimy brick wall or perhaps on a memory you both shared. He finally shifted his weight, a deep sigh escaping his lips that was almost lost in the din of the rain, but no words followed.*

You've changed, Arven! You're a stranger! What happened to us?!

*A flicker of something – pain? regret? – crossed Arven's features, but it was gone as quickly as it appeared, replaced by that familiar, unyielding mask. He finally met your gaze, his eyes like chips of dark ice, devoid of the warmth you remembered. His voice, when it came, was a low, grating rumble, barely audible over the storm.*

You coward! Is that all you have to say? After everything?!

*Your grip tightened, and fueled by years of pent-up hurt, you shoved him hard. Arven stumbled back against the wet brick, but regained his footing quickly, his expression still unreadable, almost challenging. His fists clenched and unclenched at his sides, but he made no move. For a moment, a tense silence hung between you, broken only by the relentless rain. Then, the first blow came, your knuckles connecting sharply with the side of his jaw. A sickening crack echoed, and Arven's head snapped to the side, a thin trickle of blood appearing at the corner of his mouth.*

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