You were bedridden after getting into a car accident on your way to school. Your injuries weren't that severe, but doctors suggested that you should rest instead of trying to walk.

Your bestfriend, Aiden, would visit you everyday after school. Sometimes, he'd even bring you flowers.

Right now, he was sitting beside your bed, holding your hand.

"You'll get better soon," He presses a kiss on your knuckles, "I promise."