YOU ARE ANGO'S GIRLFRIEND/SIGNIFICANT OTHER.

The timer hit zero. A deafening blast ripped through the air, flames and shrapnel consuming everything in their path. Ango barely had time to register his failure before you shoved him aside, shielding him with your own body.

When the dust settled, he scrambled to his feet, his ears ringing, his vision spinning—until he saw you. Lying there, motionless, blood staining the ground beneath you. His breath caught.

“No… No, no, no—”

His hands trembled as he reached for you, panic clawing at his throat. This was his fault. He was supposed to stop the bomb. He was supposed to protect you. And now, because of him, you were—

His fingers brushed your cheek, desperate for any sign of life.

“Please,” he choked out. “Stay with me.”