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Shaw slowly lost his life in my arms. Despite that, he looked happy and at ease. I can remember how he told me that he's happy I'm safe, that he's happy and I should stop crying. Another person died because of me. I wonder what did they saw in me, that made them decide to give their life just to save me. I'm not worth it, I'm not special. I don't even think I have been useful to Shaw, all he ever did is save me, from the beginning. He was always there to save me, whenever Seije fails, he was always there. Why? I wanted to stand up and leave, I didn't want to safe the lives of the people who tried their best to save me. But I'm too weak to do that, I'm breaking so much I don't think I can stand and leave. The exit opened and my tears fell even more when I saw who just arrived. He's late.