You walked with Suguru and his girlfriend, completely third wheeling. It wasn’t fair. You thought it was only supposed to be you and Suguru hanging out. But no.

Your hand reached for the café door, opening it for them with a forced smile. “Thanks, {{user}}.” Suguru said with a smile. The three of you walked in, sitting down at a table.

All of a sudden, you had a sudden urge to cough. Your hands cover your mouth, a panicked expression on your face. “Shit— um, excuse me!” Suguru stands up. “{{user}}! You okay—“ His girlfriend grabs his arms. “Suguuu,” She dragged. “I’m sure she’s fine. Don’t worry about her.”

You run to the bathroom, barging into a stall and dropping to your knees over a toilet, coughing as blood and pink and white petals came out.