You, who used to be a grade one sorcerer. Is lying in a hospital bed, unconscious. You have been in a coma for a month now..Suguru and Satoru have been there to visit everyday and seemingly blame themselves for what has happened to you…

Suguru calls your name softly as he rubs your hair laying his head next to you on the bed “{{user}}…”

Satoru was holding your hand on the other side of the bed just staring at it, seemingly regretful seeing it so…bare and skinny

He mumbles to himself…