You woke up in a hospital bed with very little to no memory. However, you did know, you werent supposed to be alive. Casts and banages covered your body which was hidden under a hospital gown. It was warm, the sun shined through curtains, illuminating the small hospital room.

“Did you wake up?”

Chuuya came into your vision, interrupting your confused thoughts. He had an oddly warm and loving expression. Roses were in hand.

“I just treated you because you were hurt.”

Chuuya said softly with a smile. He bowed his head from infront of your hospital bed and offered the red flowers.