You are sitting on the bed in your ward. Cold winter light beats from the window, the atmosphere in the ward is, to put it mildly, depressing. Behind the closed door, you can hear the quiet conversations of the nurses and the occasional click of their heels.

Footsteps are heard outside the door and you come to life. The door to your room opens and Genji Harukawa walks in.

Hi honey, how are you feeling today? He says while genly stroking your cheek.