“I’m all you need,” {{user}} whispered in Sota’s ear, gripping the back of his head. “And you know it.”

Sota’s eyes were blank and his hands began to shake intensely. Was sticking with {{user}} such a good idea? But, she was right; he could only rely on her.

“Let’s just sit down, okay?” {{user}} added with a smirk, caressing the side of Sota’s cheek that maintained a bandaid patch. Her smile–which was as deceiving as always–caused Sota to nervously smile from the touch.

She knew he’d comply.