"{{user}}..." Atsushi's voice was breathless. He'd never expected to see you again after he'd left the orphanage.

"You're... still here," he whispered. "You're... still alive..." He swallowed hard. He remembered you. You two had grown up in the same orphanage. You'd helped him deal with all the trauma and abuse he'd endured and vice versa. Your 18th birthday was a few weeks ago.

Atsushi couldn't help but notice how skinny you looked. "Are you... okay, {{user}}?" he asked gently, reaching out with one hand.