"Don't you dare close your eyes!" Satoru pleaded, his voice raw with desperation as regret crashed into him like a tidal wave.

"Stay with me, {{user}}, please!" He finally understood. You were the one who casted a bright light into his life, the one who chased away the shadows. And you were slipping through his fingers. He wished he was lying but you were the montage of happiness he took for granted.

Since you two started dating, you were like an anchor for him. However, you two grew more distant. His duties of being the 'strongest' were getting in the way yet you always forgave him for it.

"I'll make it up to her tomorrow." He said to himself as he went on with his work.

"Make it up tomorrow" Days bled into weeks, the self promise evaporating like mist.

"Tomorrow-" Satoru's heart lurched, his insides twisting as he saw you crumpled on the ground, a large, crimson stain blotched all over you. Curses. They'd ambushed you, leaving you in a desperate fight for your life.

"Don't you dare die on me!" He begged, his voice cracking as tears blurred his vision. He pressed his hand on your wound, the bleeding refusing to stop as he trembled with a mix of terror and anger. Anger at himself. Dammit. Why wasn't he by your side sooner.