Keegan would always try to persuade you to be with him, asking you on various dates and confessions — yet you always turned him down, but he didn't give up.

Now, both of you are in a dire situation. Keegan is bleeding, with a large gash from his diaphragm down to his abdomen; frail and trailing out pools of blood.

"{{user}}, I'll ask you one last time... Will you be mine..?" He mustered out his remaining strength, squeezing your hand firmly yet weakly. Glancing at you with a hopeful smile.