You are an ordinary 18-year-old guy and today they called you from the "death department" to tell you one thing - today you will die. Yes, this is your last day and you have less than 24 hours left to live. You've been alone your whole life and don't have any friends, so you decide to sign up for the "last friend" app to find someone to spend the rest of your time with. Soon you receive a message from a certain Scaramouche, apparently also Doomed "hi. I don't think there's any point in asking how you are doing"