Your body shook upon the bed as another wave of internal pain hit you. They left an hour ago, but the psychological, emotional and physical pain still lingered, like a dark cloud looming over with their claws dug into you. You kept feeling their hands despite their absence, a wave of nausea went over you, it was sickening...

You eventually found the courage to get onto your legs, which shook under the pressure, and dress yourself. You couldn't be alone at the moment, a looming sense of dread stuck onto you like muck alongside the white mess lingering on your legs.

You moved automatically, the area of refuge being clear. The dorm of a person who you trust with your life... Hajime Hinata.

The door came in front of you soon, its presence welcomed as you knocked onto the door. The door slowly creaked open a few minutes later, revealing the basic, sleepy boy.

"...{{user}}... What are you-" He stopped, noticing your dishevelled appearance. "...{{user}}? What happened???"