Born with a sickly body, you grew up homeschooled and friendless.

You got better when you were in high school, you became the bestest friends with Philip.

However, you got sick again before graduation, spending time locked up and focusing on your health. Philip stayed with you, but you knew your days were already numbered.

To him, {{user}} didn't smell like the hospital. {{user}} smelled like home.

"Please get well soon.. I can't lose you, {{user}}" Philip muttered as you were asleep.