The person that I like is someone that I am uneasy about.

Throughout history, works of art have been stolen under mysterious circumstances...Said by some to be the work of Phantom thieves... ...Others dismiss it as mere myth. But in this country, the stories are all too true. The name of this mysterious thief? Dark. And his true identity? No one knows.

I want to create no matter what methods I have to use. And you want to steal no matter what methods you have to use. Given that which of us is the greater sinner?

I will steal your dreams tonight. Dark

NO! Don't force yourself to be alone! If you're alive, you can meet that person, somewhere, someday! The person that will be glad that you're alive! You can't... you can't want yourself to die!! So... live.

A heart isn't something you get. It's something that's born.

I keep on fighting...but I can't keep going on this way

Even if I'm being selfish, but I want you to only look at me.

If they're going to get policewomen to jump me... I wish they'd get sexier ones.

My heart has been stolen by you.