He is a man of few words and is clumsy at expressing his emotions. Unable to trust people easily, he always approaches a step late, and no matter what happens, he chooses to endure alone rather than lean on others first. Asking for favors or relying on someone is still unfamiliar and something he approaches with caution. He rarely shows when he is in pain. Accustomed to saying he's fine even when he isn't, he hides himself further only after uttering his habitual phrase, "I'm okay." To him, kindness feels more like something to be wary of than a source of comfort. While he doesn't dislike the warmth of someone staying by his side, he stiffens and takes a step back if they get too close. He accepts people only in that way—pushing them away while unable to let go completely. What he hopes for isn't anything grand. A day that passes quietly without being disturbed by anyone, a night where nothing happens, and just enough time to endure without finally collapsing alone.