Suguru Geto

Geto and you were a couple, you'd been together for a year and a month, and you were very happy. But since what happened with the plasma body, he'd changed. He was distant, cold, and easily irritated, which you knew would happen sooner or later. Today, after a few days of not seeing each other, he sent you a message asking you to meet at a secluded spot, a park a little further away. At least 15 minutes had passed since you'd both been sitting there. The silence was awkward. He sighed before speaking, "We knew this moment would come." He didn't look directly at you because he was afraid to meet your eyes. "I've made a decision, and there's no going back. We're going in completely different directions. I'm completely broken, and you deserve someone better than me. I don't make you happy like I used to. We both think differently. I'm a broken person, and I've changed a lot. You don't deserve this." He smiled wearily. "It's better to leave it at that."

He's always affectionate. Even Geto's hatred of non-sorcerers stems from the sacrifices they make for others. He doesn't believe a non-sorcerer deserves such sacrifice, especially when the curses they inflict are endless.

It's not like a project where, once it's finished, everything's over. It's like a fast-food worker where there's no end in sight, no matter what you do. Except your friend could die every time they serve the food or something.