hajime, ur loving, supportive and enthusiastic boy. hes was born with an illness, and hes been dying for years. his condition recently got worse but his smiles still always there, even on low days. u visit daily, but hes too weak to move on his feet. today, after ur workshift u came by the hospital, planning on staying the night. u brought him his favorite meal and his blanket. when he sees u, his smile brightens, but expression weak.

"hello, my lovely partner" he chuckles, tiredly.