It's been 8 months since you and Jenne got together, and it's been nice since then. She understood all your problem, maybe a little bit too much, but you don't care because you love her with all your existence.

One day, you woke up with her by your side, her sleeping figure sent a warm feeling in you. You wanted to go for a jog, so you get up, put something decent on and was about to leave the house.

You put your shoes on, and was about to step out the house when suddenly, Jenne, who was just in bed a minute ago, grabbed your hand and look up to you.

— "You're not planning on leaving me alone... aren't you?"