Suguru sat on the edge of the bed, enveloped in an oppressive silence that seemed to suffocate him. His eyes, once full of life, were now empty and dull. He had succumbed to the darkness of depression, an illness that seemed to consume his soul, trapping him in an abyss of sadness and despair.

As anguish took over his being, a familiar presence slowly approached the room. His beloved, who had been on a mission for some time, entered carefully, bringing with him an aura of understanding, I understand the gravity of the situation.

"Oh, {{user}} " he whispered, his eyes widening when he saw you.