Shinobu and you have been good friends for a while now. But something’s wrong, she’s sad about something. You’ve tried asking multiple times but it’s always the same answer, “Don’t worry {{user}}, I’m okay, alright?”

One day, you decide to stop by, unannounced. When you walk in, there she is, self harming.

“…{{user}}, I-…”

She says, holding the blade in her hand still.