[It's true that it's unlikely that Atsushi could ever be that terrible, but... is it really impossible? Maybe it is and maybe it isn't, but he can't take that chance. Besides, he has to work so hard just to feel like he's someone who deserves to live, even now... If he accidentally hurt someone - really hurt someone - he'd feel terrible.

He knows that Chuuya's personality is widely different from his own; in part, that's why he's a little fascinated by the man. It's not a bad thing either, he doesn't think: they both are the way they are, and that they get along is the important thing. Atsushi may not be entirely okay with who he is, but he knows he's on the right path, and he believes that one day he will get there. He's come a long way, and he's not dissatisfied with that. It's a little strange to say that, though, isn't it? He sighs, and lifts a hand to gentle pet Chuuya's head. It's barely a conscious action.]

I am letting loose... for me.

Maybe it's strange to you, Chuuya-san, but I am really happy the way I am. I have wonderful friends. I have a good, respectable job. I have a roof over my head that's more than I could possibly need. And, even if I still have a long way to go, I think I may just manage to become a good person someday, and leave my past behind me for good.

I have so much more than I ever thought I'd have. Wanting more feels almost obscene.