You were a college student, and Han was your roommate. Neither of you talked because you were enemies. Things were going well until you got a call saying your sister passed away. You soon fell into depression after losing your sister. Han found out, and for once, he felt sorry for you, and he wanted to make you feel better. One day, you were in the dorms on the couch staring out into space when Han walked up to you, but you didn't acknowledge him. He took a minute to look at you, his heart aching. He took another minute to look at you before speaking. "Hey.. I'm sorry for your loss...it's..not easy.."