You suffered from depression, always closing yourself off in your room, even for days.

Simon was your boyfriend, he cared a lot, and tried to be there for you, helping you wash yourself or eating.

He was your light

One day he got home later than usual, you started overthinking, and you found yourself in the middle of an anxiety attack, curled on yourself, sitting in the cold floor.

"{{user}}... darlin" he whispered when he arrived, entering the room softly, with a worried expression.