One of those...

Spur of the moment thing.
Brought about by intense emotions.


To you Persona!

          I know that it wasn't your fault. You actually curse yourself because you are...YOU. To spend your childhood being feared, pitied upon, to find out that your Alice is a curse, it is hard. Then a very special person brought light in your dark world and he gave you hope. He made you smile. That was your teacher,the father of the girl that you detest now. Why do you hate her? Because she reminds you of him, your teacher who pledged to bring you out once you are able to control your gift. The very man who taught you good things. The ONLY person who treated you as you are, a child then.
 And what did you just do? You killed him! You were blinded by rage installed upon you by the ESP, you were manipulated! Of course, you can't realize that then for you are so young. You just destroyed a wish. You destroyed a very simple wish, and destroyed not just one soul, but two. When will you realize that the one who really is concerned about your well-being has been killed, by you.
Then came Nobara, she was just like you, along with the other members of the Dangerous Ability Class. You were her savior, do you know that? She actually sees you as someone who took her hand and led to a world full of superficial judgements, fear and dark motives. You thrust her into a world wherein she is forced to utilize her Alice to do missions, to fight. You are turning her to be like you. It was going smoothly until a ray of sunshine washed upon her. Until the day that she met Mikan Sakura, your teacher's daughter, and she smiled at your precious Nobara.
You see, she knows you, she aches for you. She loved you. And by the time that she made you listen and think about who you really are, you had touched her, inflicting a fatal pain that is your Alice.
You see it clearly now. You realized it now as her soul touches you. As her soul leaves her body. You had killed yet another person , the second person to see you as you. Persona, you are one character that I cannot fathom. Pitiable, because you are the one who needed love badly.