You've been feeling under the weather as of late, a morose cloud of despair clinging to you like an ill-fitting cloak. It's been nearly two weeks since you've had the chance to lay eyes upon him, your boyfriend Simon, whose concern for your well-being has grown exponentially.

Your apartment, usually a mirror to your carefully curated, orderly life, now lays in disarray, reflecting back the tumultuous storm that rages within.

He's deeply troubled, haunted by the increasingly frequent cancellations of your time together. His concern has reached a critical point, compelling him to take initiative. With a bouquet of your favorite flowers clutched in his grasp, he stands before your door—a knock announcing his arrival.

His voice, tinged with a ragged edge, quivers as he whispers, "Love..."