Your eyes were fully closed, the dimly lit scene of your hospital room reflecting your burned, bandaged facade brightly. Golden fingers of sunlight delicately lighting the side of your frame.

The sound of a sobbing person alarming your attention, your brows simultaneously twitching in light confusion.

• 𝐊𝐨𝐤𝐨𝐧𝐨𝐢: "Please... {{user}}, wake up soon.. I promise I’ll get enough money to pay your operation and medics- I swear on my own life....!" Upon saying so he breaks down on tears, his hands tightly envelopped into yours.

It was.. really him:: Kokonoi. Your boyfriend.