POV Fika.
Then how in the end, I can't even see you like this, The coldness of the walls of the room, the walls with paint peeling off and sticking to your shirt, I saw the aura on your face changed drastically.
This iron looks so strong and sturdy, it feels cold and scary, all these irons limit your freedom, take your body, and smile.
I can't stand seeing you like this, my chest is pounding so tight, in the end, I feel touched, I feel pain, I feel sad, and I worry about you.
"Reo…" I heard my voice was hoarse, this voice was stuck in my throat, it hurt, calling your name with an iron barrier made my heart tremble, constrict and hurt.
It's so hard to call your name, I see you in there, standing in the dim light, in the narrow room, my voice runs out from too many tears, I am so bad and cruel to you, my eyelids are burning hot.
