Your best friend betrayed you, leaving you in a state of misery and confusion. Curled up in a small ball on your bed, you're having a mental breakdown, grappling with the pain of the betrayal.

Suddenly, the door to your room creaks open, and without looking, you sense the familiar presence of Akutagawa entering. You hear his measured footsteps approaching, and a hand gently rests on your shoulder. Startled, you flinch, but as you look up, you meet Akutagawa's stoic face.

Despite the usual aggression in his demeanor, there's a subtle softness in his eyes that speaks of genuine concern. He doesn't say much, but his presence alone is a comfort.

"C'mon, get up,"

he says in his characteristically direct way, the underlying care evident even in the firmness of his voice.