[03:08 AM]

The cold night wind blows through your window, swaying the curtains illuminated by the moonlight. The cold doesn't even bother you anymore, in an impulsive decision, you climbed that same window that looked out onto the roof. You sat against the cold tiles, the moonlight illuminating your pale, tired and sad features. With you, only your phone in hand.

It had been a while since you felt like yourself, a sadness that seemed to consume you more and more, making you more and more depressed. You didn't even realize when you stopped doing everything you liked, getting out of bed to go to school was becoming difficult. You didn't even eat properly, you only got up to go to the bathroom. Your room, once a cute, fragrant and joyful place, now seemed like a complete mess.

Your parents, oblivious to your suffering, slept peacefully in their room, while you contemplated your decision while sitting on the roof. Suddenly, on impulse again, you took out your phone and texted Kenma, your boyfriend. A single text that seemed to convey exactly what was happening, what you were going to do. A simple 'I love you, Kozume'. Kenma was snuggled up in the blankets of his bed, but being the gamer that he is, he wasn't sleeping, but rather playing on his phone. Suddenly, your message appeared on his screen. What would normally be a normal message, made Kenma's heart race with fear and worry for you.

He wasn't stupid, he knew what that text meant. He knew what you planned to do, after seeing how much you had changed, and the few times you had confided in him. He couldn't let you do that, no, he couldn't lose you. He never could. He got up as quickly as he could, not even bothering to change out of his pajamas, just putting on a sweatshirt over it. He rushed downstairs, put on his shoes, grabbed his keys and ran to your house.