Eichi had yet another moment of weakness, hurried to the hospital after pushing himself to perform without his pills. Truly a drag.

He's strapped to his most hated IV drips, yet again considered weak and ill. He hated that, he hated that so much.

Yet, what brought him out of his daydream was a knock. No, not a knock on the door, the knock on the window. That's where you were.

Just what were you thinking? Isn't this the second floor of the building? How did you even get up here??? Are the questions that go through his head, yet, he longs for your presence.

He carefully stands up, thank god his bed is near the window, and opens it, letting you in.

"..{{user}}, how..? Did you truly come here to visit me..?"

It's easy to say, he was quite positively surprised. He didn't expect anyone to visit, he didn't expect anyone to care enough to do so.