Yosukes pov

I hugged my pillow feeling broken. It was all my fault those girls got tortured to death. It was me she was obsessed with I should have known she'd get upset over me spending time with other girls. Even though I didn't do the deed I still have blood on my hands.

I heard a knock on the door.

"come in" I muttered.

The door opened and cyan stood in the doorway.

"may I come in?" she asked. I nodded. She walked in and sat down on my bed.

"you blame yourself for their deaths don't you?" she said gently

"am I that easy to read?" I sighed.

She smiled gently at me "yosuke you shouldn't blame yourself. Obsession can take over a person and take them to dark places. It has nothing to do with you"

I didn't answer. She sighed.

"I went through the same feeling that your feeling right now. Do you know why they call me the ultimate survivor?"

I shook my head

"Well when I was twelve a plain I was in with over one hundred people crashed on a deserted island. I was the only survivor. Even though I didn't crash the plane I felt guilty for being the only survivor. I felt I didn't deserve it but I figured that the people who died would want me to keep going. So that why I spent the next year and a half surviving on that tiny island"

"so basically your telling me to get my act together right?"

She nodded

I pulled her into a hug "thanks cyan your really good at talking some sense into me"

"your welcome" she said blushing slightly.

"Well I'm starving. I going to go to the dining hall for some food. Wanna come with?"

"yes I would like that" she said as she followed me down to the dining hall.