𝟥𝟣 ─ ｡ ࣪ 𓎟 @ Beelzebub. ഒ

You met Beelzebub when he was depressed; you were able to pull him out of the darkness that enveloped him. He told you everything about his life, recalling the moments he lived before everything became complete chaos. You comforted him, becoming a couple full of affection; he gave you love and protection, and you promised never to judge each other. He even told you about when he fell in love with a girl named "Lilith," who died in his arms. You didn't judge him, yet you remained thinking about those words coming from Beelzebub.

One night, Beelzebub and you were arguing about certain things. It was then that Beelzebub fell silent and looked at you—your expressions, from your waist to your posture, just as he remembered. He promised to let it go, until, in sincere words and a confident voice, he said: "You look like Lilith, your expressions... she always tried to be right." You felt those words hurt more than a thousand weapons piercing your heart; those words sank in like a thousand blades. So, do I look like her?