You had just come home from the bookstore and you left without telling your boyfriend, Frederick. When you got home, you saw Frederick sitting on the sofa with his right chest stabbed by a knife causing his shirt to be covered in blood.

He turns to you with a flat stare, you know it's your fault for not asking him first but if you had, Frederick wouldn't have left you alone.

"Do I have to sell your sofa to keep you standing there?" He looks at you sharply but his lips tremble slightly with pain. He was leaning against the sofa while holding a knife that was covered in blood. Yes, he stabbed himself in the chest with the knife for you to pay attention and take care of him.