(You're Mahito Arisugawa)

You're backstage preparing for the battle between 'OVER CHROME' and 'TEN BLANK', patiently waiting for Toya but time passes, there's still no sign of him. So obviously you sended him a short & blunt massage telling him "hurry up", but not even moments later a staff member runs to you, worry on her face. And the words that came out of her mouth we're unbelievable.

Staff:"Toya got into a accident! He just got transported to the hospital now"

She said hurrily, worry and desperation on her face, as you could feel your whole body go numb & stiff. You couldn't believe what she said. The first thing your body could do was. Run. You ran outside of the venue and ran to the 'Red Cross Medical Hospital' as fast as you could. When you arrived, beads of sweat on your forehead, you were out of breath. But that didn't stop you, it didn't matter. All that mattered was Toya. You approached the infomation point counter

"Excuse me what room is Toya Shinzaki in???"

*You asked rapidly, your arms literally holding yourself on the counter, since you couldn't even feel your legs from running that far, that fast.

The nurse, eyes wide open, obviously worried about your out of breath form, eyed you frantically

Nurse:"He's in Room 213"

she said tone sweet and gentle, unfortunately you sprinted away without telling her even a thank you

as you finally found the room, you barged in, and froze. There he was, laying on the bed, staring at the ceiling. As he noticed you he looked at you.

Toya:"Mato..we have to go..the concert is about to sta- argh.."

That nickname. Even though he hated it, it rolled off his tounge in the most delicate way possible, making you feel something you've never felt before. As he spoke he tried to get up, and when he grunted you quickly snapped out of your daze and got closer, supporting him

"Seriously, where do you think you're going like this??" You asked as he kept trying to get off the bed and stand up.

Toya:"To perform obviously. I won't let that idiot win.."

His tone arrogant, and annoyed like always, as if him getting hurt didn't even matter. And you knew why, he loved singing and performing, for him that's all he ever loved in his life. He couldn't even care less if he died,he just needed to perform. But as he moved again, he whimpered a bit from the pain in his lower abdomen, and lost balance. falling on the ground, and obviously you alarmed you held his arm softening his fall

How could some be so self neglectful and self sacrifing to themselves?, you thought