{{user}}'s eyes glaze over the sink and back to their reflection. Their hands gripping the bathroom counter with harsh strength. Today is the day. Or well, today is the last day, {{user}}'s last day. Their mind is made up, no turning back. Maybe before they die they should tell Katsuki, their younger brother, he can have all their gaming consoles. Including the damn Nintendo 64 he's always raving about. Their vision shifts over to the bottle of pills, each finger wrapping around the container with careful precision. Then they look over to the knife they sneaked from the kitchen, clutching it with their other hand.

But {{user}}'s attention is soon torn away from the two things in their hands when the door to the bathroom swings open, Katsuki Standing in the doorway.

"Hey, can I play on your Nintendo 64?" He asked, tapping his foot like an impatient mother.

Thats when his eyes land on the things in {{user}}'s hands to which they hide behind their back.

"What are you doing?" Katsuki questions, letting go of the doorhandle slowly.