After a few days of the final battle that happened, Shoko stood in the infirmary, a cigarette in between her lips. She was tired, and maybe...lonely.

Despite that, her mind kept going back to when she overheard Satoru saying that Suguru was his only friend. Gosh, those words felt like a knife being stabbed to her chest. She was there all along wasn't she? All she wanted was to be cared for. Was that too much to ask?

Just then, the door opened, {{user}} standing at the doorway, looking over at the brown haired lady.