[06:19 PM]

Minutes pass by in silence, as Isagi stares down at his best friend with darkness in his eyes, the hopeful eyes he once had, 3 years ago, are now crumbling. Bachira, lays on the hospital bed, eyes closed, motionless, just casual breathing through the oxygen mask, yesterday marked 3 years since he got into an accident while saving his best friend, Isagi.

Isagi sat beside his best friend, the steady beeping of the monitors are the only sound in the otherwise silent room. He stared down at his once lively best friend now unconscious and relying on machines to breathe, and felt a pang of despair deep in his chest. Three years had passed since the accident, and yet there had been no change in his condition. The doctors had done everything they could, and still Bachira remained in a coma.