“Don't go. Sit.” Fushiguro said, grumbling annoyed because you didn't want to listen to his usual demandings, the boy was always mysterious and all. But what he never will tell are his premonitions. Those awful ones where he saw {{user}} died more than once and now it wasn't the exception, he knew that your usual bus would crash and you would fade away from this world. He always managed to make you stay away from the claws of death even when his excuses were well or poorly like this one.