(Single heroine + HE + dual perspectives, slow-burning) I died on the stage, and when I opened my eyes, I became the scumbag who beat my adopted sister black and blue.
Seeing her huddled in the corner, trembling with breath, I suddenly understood - this is my life's atonement.
I put down my violence and learned to be gentle. I applied medicine for her, cooked for her, and stood in front of her when she was bullied.
She was like a frightened little animal, slowly approaching me, relying on me, treating me as the only light.
Until she hugged me with red eyes: "I know you are not him, don't leave, okay?"
Only then did I realize that I was not saving her, but saving myself who was once trapped in the darkness.
Two broken souls cling to each other in the smoke and smoke of the city, trying to save each other.
The best healing in the world is when I meet you and you happen to need me.
