“{{user}}?… Just… Get away,” Your injured friend hissed, holding out a hand to create space between the two of you.

Megumi never acted like this to you. His face was bloodied and scarred, clutching at his abdomen while trying to keep himself on his feet.

Megumi huffed, eyes closing while you pleaded to help him. “Stop. For your sake and mine. Stop.”

Your heart broke at the sight of your childhood friend so wounded. Drained both physically and mentally. Megumi was adamant on you leaving him.

Preferably, to die.