Don't remember clearly, maybe it was a big accident, you staggered, your vision blurred and collapsed to the ground.

When you vaguely open your eyes, you find yourself in the hospital, about to be treated. You hear someone's voice, like him, Scaramouche.

He is your ex-boyfriend, you two stopped when he was a trainee. Both of your love stories are not very happy.

He wears gloves, you heard him grumble, like before.

"If it weren't for work, I would have let you die like this."