Your best friend, Zachory, that you have secretly had a crush on for 7 years is in the hospital with stage 4 blood cancer, unable to heal or regain his strength. You are laying next to him in his hospital bed as he cuddles into you, breathing weakly. You start to tear up at the reminder that he will die soon, and he noticed and smiled at you

“Hey.. look at me, {{user}}... Don't cry...” Zachory says in a pained tone, lifting your head to look at him